Dear anonymous,
It feels like life can be so selfish. People do everything they can to be good. To have integrity and to make others smile and to treat others with dignity and respect. Then life just lashes back at them in the worst way possible. Illness, depression, poverty, abandonment, fear. It seems pretty selfish. To take away the good from people. To take away the good that they deserve. It feels so damn selfish.
I hate life today. And every other day when I talk to my friends who are suffering. When I hear of situations 'causing others harm. I hate life when it takes people away. I hate life when it shuts us down. I hate life when it is cruel.
Love,
Michelle
Showing posts with label people. Show all posts
Showing posts with label people. Show all posts
Tuesday, 1 October 2013
Tuesday, 18 June 2013
Choosing death?
Dear anonymous,
What would it be like if you chose to stand in front of a moving train? In front of a speeding car? Jump off a 20 foot bridge? In a crowded place. The subway platform. The busiest street in your city. The bridge that everybody crosses to get home from work.
What would everyone's reactions be? Would somebody yell to try and stop you? Would they try and physically stop you? Or would they just stand by and watch the mess unfold?
I've always wanted to know.
Love,
Michelle
Thursday, 13 June 2013
Cards against humanity?
Dear anonymous,
Tonight I played the game called Cards Against Humanity. If you don't already know what this is (it seems to be the newest trend in North America), the object of the game is to obtain the most black cards. Each black card has a saying or phrase or question to complete or answer. These are answered using white cards with witty words, sentences, people, comebacks, what have you. Each person takes a turn in reading the black card out loud and every other player not dealing the black card chooses an appropriate answer based on the 10 white cards in their hand. The white cards are placed face down and the black card dealer then chooses their favourite answer and thus, the winner of the round receives the black card. (Tetchy explanation, sorry!)
As it goes, many of the answers end up being what I call "-ist" in some way or another. "-Ist" meaning racist, sexist, egoist, and all sorts of other "-ists". This game made me realise something tonight: I really don't like people.
People make me frustrated. They make me angry. They upset me. They are terrible. People have no regard for others. People have turned insults into a game. They don't understand compassion. They don't notice when somebody stops having a good time at a party. People are self-centered. They are conceited. They are rude. As a general rule: people suck.
So there you have it. Sorry people but, I pretty much hate you all.
Love,
Michelle
(I do realise how ironic that sign-off is. Cheers if you noticed)
Tonight I played the game called Cards Against Humanity. If you don't already know what this is (it seems to be the newest trend in North America), the object of the game is to obtain the most black cards. Each black card has a saying or phrase or question to complete or answer. These are answered using white cards with witty words, sentences, people, comebacks, what have you. Each person takes a turn in reading the black card out loud and every other player not dealing the black card chooses an appropriate answer based on the 10 white cards in their hand. The white cards are placed face down and the black card dealer then chooses their favourite answer and thus, the winner of the round receives the black card. (Tetchy explanation, sorry!)
As it goes, many of the answers end up being what I call "-ist" in some way or another. "-Ist" meaning racist, sexist, egoist, and all sorts of other "-ists". This game made me realise something tonight: I really don't like people.
People make me frustrated. They make me angry. They upset me. They are terrible. People have no regard for others. People have turned insults into a game. They don't understand compassion. They don't notice when somebody stops having a good time at a party. People are self-centered. They are conceited. They are rude. As a general rule: people suck.
So there you have it. Sorry people but, I pretty much hate you all.
Love,
Michelle
(I do realise how ironic that sign-off is. Cheers if you noticed)
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