Saturday, May 18, 2013

Hate and Misunderstanding

Somewhere along the lines... I forgot these two things were different.

Me, one year ago.
I think it was sometime between the day this picture was taken, and the day this one was taken:


...which puts it in about a 6 month time-span.

Look, I'm not here to tell you "OH! I like this particular thing now because I realize I just never understood it." BECAUSE I DON'T. In fact, I am still filled up with so much hate, that the idea of coming within 10 feet of this (whatever it is) makes me want to throw up. 

Seriously.


But I guess what I will say, is that when this picture was taken, I had no idea that I was feeling these awful feelings because I simply didn't understand.


Misunderstandings fuel hate in everyone. Honest. I think people forget that. Look at racism. Look at people who hate gays. Look at any prejudice... ever. Now think about what you hate. Can you honestly say you understand it? Can you look me in the eye and tell me you understand exactly why that thing is the way it is? Scientifically, spiritually, physically, mentally... whatever? 

Whatever???

I can't. There are only a few things (and when I say "things" I mean anything from a person to a food) in this world that I hate... and I really can't explain these things. I can't explain why they exist. I can't explain why they are the way they are. I can't explain how they got this way. I can't describe why exactly this thing bothers me so much... actually all I know is how it affects me... and it's that awful hate feeling.

That awful hate feeling. I HATE THAT, TOO!

So answer me this: If you hate a food, for example, could you bring yourself to find out why that is?

Could you read the ingredients on that food and then taste each one till you find exactly what you hate about it? Then maybe try to figure out why you hate that ingredient? Is it a texture problem? Are you allergic? Did your mother use to put it in your pasta so you'd eat it??


OR better yet... if you hate a PERSON...

Could you strike up a conversation with that person and say, "hey, I want to give yourself a chance to redeem things with me, here, cuz quite honestly I am as confused as it gets about the whole thing. Would you tell me why exactly X happens? Because I JUST DON'T GET IT.... aaaaand consequently it is why I despise you so much."

Well? Could you? Comment below. (You probably already have a google account, so no excuses.)

1 comment:

  1. I can almost say that I hate seafood. Why? It's the slime/crunch ratio. The way, when you bite into a piece of shrimp, you can feel the insides of it make their way into your teeth. The way, when you eat oysters that they slide down the back of your throat. I know exactly what it is about it that makes me cringe and want to gag when I think about it. To me, it's fucking disgusting. But I don't force it on others, nor do I judge them for liking it when I don't.

    Not a fan of hamburger. Why? Because in most meat factories, pink slime is added to the meat, along with their feces and sometimes even our fecal matter.

    I could go on and on. I'm not sure what warrants me to be such a picky eater, but somewhere along the way it happened and I can't change it now.

    I wouldn't say I necessarily hate those things. Hate is a strong word. But it's almost there. :P

    Do I hate the man my mom was married to when I was a little girl? Should he rot in hell for what he did? Yes. Do I hate my dad's girlfriend for inadvertently pulling the trigger when he committed suicide, knowing there is nothing I can do about it now? Yes.

    For someone like me to hate something, and put that label on it...it has to be bad.

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