I used to have a period in my life where I hated people as well. I hated when they were happy about things I couldn’t care about, I hated activities people did, I hated people walking around who were dressed bad, people eating stuff that they clearly shouldn’t, people liking dumb music, people watching dumb shows. You name a reason, and I probably hated people for it.
But I also hated myself. And a big part of the hate I had for myself outed itself in hate towards others.
I had to work on my own demons first before I could judge others. I had therapy, I cut toxic people out of my life, I forced a more open minded attitude on myself, I tried stuff I thought I hated. This last part especially opened my eyes. For examples, I had a big hate against festivals for some reason. But then I went to festivals and I loved it. By doing these stuff, I found out that a lot of my hate was not reasonable. I never tried the things I had a hate for. I never tried to see the other side of the story. And it made me realise that I could not always judge people when I had not experienced their part of the story.
Most people are okay. Most people just want to live their lives in peace, with food, shelter and safety. Taking care of these needs for everyone is essentially communist. I can still have opinions in individual people while living in a communist society. But these judgements need to be based on actual reasons. Not because I’m miserable myself.
Try to see what you might be missing in life, and try to find ways to obtain these things. Your opinion on people might change with it.
This resonates with me so much. I used to be so negative towards people who were passionate/ even just entertained by certain things.
Like I think it’s nice that the couple down the street are holding hands, that someone is just chooses to sit at a park and sow something, and that the dude who likes collecting mechs is entertained by it.
I used to have a period in my life where I hated people as well. I hated when they were happy about things I couldn’t care about, I hated activities people did, I hated people walking around who were dressed bad, people eating stuff that they clearly shouldn’t, people liking dumb music, people watching dumb shows. You name a reason, and I probably hated people for it.
But I also hated myself. And a big part of the hate I had for myself outed itself in hate towards others.
I had to work on my own demons first before I could judge others. I had therapy, I cut toxic people out of my life, I forced a more open minded attitude on myself, I tried stuff I thought I hated. This last part especially opened my eyes. For examples, I had a big hate against festivals for some reason. But then I went to festivals and I loved it. By doing these stuff, I found out that a lot of my hate was not reasonable. I never tried the things I had a hate for. I never tried to see the other side of the story. And it made me realise that I could not always judge people when I had not experienced their part of the story.
Most people are okay. Most people just want to live their lives in peace, with food, shelter and safety. Taking care of these needs for everyone is essentially communist. I can still have opinions in individual people while living in a communist society. But these judgements need to be based on actual reasons. Not because I’m miserable myself.
Try to see what you might be missing in life, and try to find ways to obtain these things. Your opinion on people might change with it.
This resonates with me so much. I used to be so negative towards people who were passionate/ even just entertained by certain things.
Like I think it’s nice that the couple down the street are holding hands, that someone is just chooses to sit at a park and sow something, and that the dude who likes collecting mechs is entertained by it.
Very well said, comrade. This kind of thoughtful, sincere discussion is wonderful to see on lemmygrad.