Worthy Exchange

This was not what I meant to talk about tonight.

There are too many…frustrating peo­ple to deal with late­ly. So many things piss me off, man­i­fest­ed in so many dif­fer­ent ways through dif­fer­ent per­son­al­i­ties. I’ve nev­er real­ly liked peo­ple in gen­er­al, which has usu­al­ly made it hard for me to make friends, although this has caused any actu­al friend­ships to be rather sol­id. I’m start­ing to believe that “hate” isn’t too strong a word. Even though I feel like I’ve been able to come a long way in my tol­er­ance of oth­ers and of the human race in gen­er­al, there are still times when I feel like putting an axe through some­one’s head.

Everywhere I go in every­thing I do, I run into at least one per­son I can’t stand. I can’t begin to explain myself, because every time I try I get flus­tered. Even at the table ten­nis club, when all I want to do is for­get every­thing and focus on a sin­gle goal, I run into annoy­ing, cocky, social rejects. Even when I sim­ply try to relax and hang out with my friends, there are peo­ple there who just seem cre­at­ed to rub me the wrong way.

It’s all made me appre­ci­ate the friend­ships I do have. Even when I think of all the vex­ing sit­u­a­tions peo­ple put me in, I feel I have lit­tle to com­plain about. My clos­est friends com­plete­ly make up for the fuck­ing idiots I have to deal with all the time.

Sometimes, that’s just hard to keep in mind.

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