A thing that I’ve been really bothered by lately is how cruel people can be to one another. And I’m not even thinking on a large scale. I’m thinking, small scale, people you work with, people you’re related to, people you serve or buy coffee from.
It’s like, we all try to see what we can get away with. We tease, until our teasing turns to cruelty. We go too far, and refuse to say we’re sorry. We refuse to admit when we’re wrong. And the cycle keeps spinning.
And I’m probably guilty of this. I’ll do my best to accept some of the blame. But really, what’s the point in making someone’s day miserable? What’s the point in calling someone dumb, or making them feel dumb, or spreading their little mishaps around? What’s the point in making someone feel useless? We are all useful. Everyone has a purpose, so why do we like to try to take that purpose away?
I’m really bummed out that so many people have excuses for their actions. They say we’re too sensitive. Or they ask us to have an open mind, without first having one themselves. They’ll say it’s their religious duty. They’ll say their protecting our country.
But this country does not define me. This religion does not define me. We were all made with much larger definitions, much larger purposes, much more reason to exist than just… existence.
It sounds too simple to just beg everyone to get along. But all of this getting under each other’s skin has really gotten under my skin. Get out of my skin. You’re breaking my heart.