Antisocial.
As smart as we humans are, most of us aren't known to have made the best of decisions in our lives. We have always had something wrong to say at the wrong times and we almost always have lived up to regret the things that we said. But, it's not always regret that we feel when we know innately that we said the right things even though what we said may not have been the smartest of things to say. We said it because that's what was right.
Hello there, I'm the Earthian.
In this day and age where people live an average and an unsatisfied life believing that that's what they deserve, it's hard to stick up for ourselves. It's hard because when we stand up for ourselves, we find ourselves fighting the big fight, alone. We find ourselves embarrassed and humiliated to a large extent when we do not deserve that in any way. We keep finding the sad axiom that the world is unfair and it is just not right, sometimes. And then there are the people we connect with, in our lives. They always seem to find some fault in us. What people like to do is pick us by our weaknesses, exploit us till we can no longer take it and then pin point the fact that there's nothing we can do about it. There's actually something that we can do about it, but we just are too afraid to actually do it. And if and when we do do it, we get told that when we are standing up for ourselves, when we are supporting ourselves for who we are, we are being kind of selfish.
I am sick of this rubbish that I am forced to deal with in my life. And this is exactly what that makes me stand up for who I am everytime people exploit my weakness and make me feel vulnerable. It's not that I can't prove them wrong. It's just that I don't want to prove them wrong. I don't want to because their opinion on me are ultimately irrelevant because neither do I care about them on a personal level, nor do they. So if I am just going to be some commercial commodity for someone to play with, I might as well make myself tough.
And it's so funny when people get together and collectively take the moral "high" ground to make me feel bad about myself. Because not only are they failing, they are also making me do the exact opposite.
At the end of the day though, I do get sad, I do get hurt and I do feel the pain that I truly do not deserve. Because there is only so much one can take. And here I am, today, writing on this blog, to share what I had to take and leave myself feeling just a little better when someone reads it without judging me.
No, I'm not the most social person but there is a reason for that. There is a reason for all the walls of safety that I built for myself.
Just know that behind every antisocial person you meet, behind every crude person who tries so hard to make his frown a smile, is a person who loved everyone and I mean everyone, is a person who had hope for goodness. They probably still love everyone and they probably still have hope for goodness but they are now tightly protected in their own ball of safety and are reluctant to let anyone to even touch it, let alone break it.
Lots of love, peace.
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