A Letter To Humanity
Dear Humanity,
Let’s talk, shall we? I’m disappointed in you lately. When I was in high school I could not wait to get the fuck out. The cruelty, the gossip, the rumors, the bullying, the cliques, the small-mindedness. I just couldn’t wait to graduate from all that toxic hate and drama.
It’s almost 30 years later, and I feel like I’m reliving high school. The moment I open my social media feed I am bombarded with opinions, hatred, toxicity, blaming, rumors, gossip. While I habitually block, defriend, or snooze these posts, it feels like I am witnessing a group of 5-year-olds having temper tantrums. Or bullies. Or whiney teenagers.
It feels as though I am driving and there are two kids in the backseat yelling and pushing. “She hit me!” “You hit me first!” “You Deserved it” “He took my toy!” “Ugh, I hate you!” And all I can see is me slamming on the brakes, shutting my eyes, and covering my ears, yelling “Shut the fuck up!” “Shut the fuck up!” “Shut the fuck up!” Over and over and over again. Blame, arguing, pettiness, pointless attacks. It is simply too much.
I cannot stand fighting, especially mindless, baseless shouting. I grew up in a home environment that seeped anger and fighting was constant. So my nervous system is electrified and immediately fried when I’m around folks arguing. As a result, the whole basis of my life…