It’s hard to watch someone you love struggle. I have seen this several times in my life, but every single time I can’t help but think: You’re too good for them. When other people choose to hurt you or drag you down, they’re really just showing off their own insecurities. But it doesn’t feel like that.
Fuck them. Fuck them all. They don’t know how good they have it. I know I’m biased because I love these people, but I am not blind. I am not ignorant. I am self-aware. I can point out my own flaws and those of the people I love. But fuck anyone who would try to drag the good ones down. Because that’s usually who gets it. The good ones.
You are one of the good ones. YOU ARE TOO GOOD FOR THEM. I’ve said it a million times before, and he didn’t listen, and it broke my heart and I don’t like that it’s happening again to someone else I love. Fuck them. Why do we pick on the best people and leave the poor workers, the idiots, the rude, the hurtful, the inefficient, the bullies, the jerks alone? Or, worse, promote them? Humans are the worst.
Day 72 – Fuck Them All
A Year to Grieve 