People are weird. I’ve never understood them. I’ve decided I never will, and I am okay with that because despite all the crap, there really is good in this world.
I will never understand why people say nasty, untrue things just to stir shit. Is it jealousy? Is it because they have some kind of mental disorder? A skewed perception of reality? Whatever the case, it is flat out ridiculous. I watch it in wonder and have no trouble turning away and never looking back. Some folks are just assholes, and sadly, those of us who call ourselves assholes aren’t the real ones.
I will never understand PMS. I’ve never had a problem with it. My period doesn’t make me feel crazy, and it’s not a big deal to me. The gods know I’ve had enough “crazy” in my life aside from PMS, so maybe they just took pity on me and gave me a free pass on the menstrual psychosis. While I know that plenty of women experience PMS and worse, I just don’t understand it. To an extent, I think some use it as an excuse to be a nasty bitch. Read that again: I did not say *you*, I said *some*.
I will never understand some people on the internet. It’s almost as if because they can’t actually see a human on the other side of the screen, they forget an actual person is reading their words. Hell, I’ve been there. You know what I did? I ate crow. I apologized. Again and again. And again. I apologized genuinely and sincerely, and I admitted with complete shame that I was horribly wrong. I am forever humbled by those mistakes, and that’s how you know I am actually human. But some people? I have to wonder if they are truly insane – like, do they think their computer sprouted multiple personalities and those personalities don’t have feelings? It’s either that, or they’re truly horrible, awful people. Sad. And pathetic. I’d prefer to believe they truly belong in a padded room.
I will never understand how someone can watch Fox News (or any American news station, for that matter), and think what they are seeing is truth and fact. The stupidity seeping through some folks’ tiny minds is astounding.
I will never understand why some people think it’s acceptable to yell whenever the hell they feel like it. I hate raising my voice. It’s damaging. It hurts people. It’s unprofessional, and it’s unkind.
I’d say there is no hope for humankind, but then I am forever reminded that there is genuine goodness amidst all the pathetic jerks out there. Our 6-year-old daughter walked by a homeless man begging for money downtown last weekend. She couldn’t stop looking at him. After crossing the street, she looked at James and said, “Daddy, I have a nickel in my pocket. I want to give it to that man.” James took her back across the street so that she could give the man the only money she had with her. She told James afterward that she wanted to help the homeless people and would bring more change next time she was downtown. There was no prompting of that act, it was just pure empathy for humankind at its finest and purest form.
How’s that for incredible? Moments like that and people like my own daughter remind me that despite all the crap I just cannot understand, there really is goodness in this world, too.