A Brutal Truth About People and Their Bullshit

I never used to understand why some people were such prolific assholes.

I never used to understand why people who stated they were living ‘the dream’ were such a fucking nightmare to be around.

I never understood why people who swore they were living life to the absolute fullest were so shallow and judgmental.

I get that shit now.

I understand what I was wondering when I felt so weirdly out of sync with those types of people.

These people?

We are simply meeting them during a shitty life chapter.

Or worse — they’re just shitty people with even shittier stories, chapter be damned.

It’s not you, it’s them.

You are not naive; you were nice, and there is no harm in that.

But…you are naive if you go back for seconds.

You weren’t weak. You were kind — big difference.

But…being kind doesn’t mean being a doormat…especially not on repeat.

Don’t waste energy trying to understand their “why.”

There is no why.

They are simply wildly desperate to find something they can have that they can leverage over you.

And if you have nothing worth leveraging and are not impacted by the ignorant, sad and entirely self-exposing…