
-nobodyknows-
I will face my fate.
- Jun 16, 2024
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I noticed something. There are people who I have really hurt me. People who have likely contributed to the way I feel now. And yet, despite that, I do not have any hateful feelings for these people.
When I think about what happened, in every single scenario, I always see myself as the problem. I dont blame others for any of it. But something has been nagging at me: would I be happier if I did?
I have been told on a number of occasions that I have a tendency to turn my negative feelings towards myself. I think there is some truth to this. When I think about people that I know who I don't like, I don't really have anyone in particular. The only person I hate is myself.
Perhaps I ought to blame others. Perhaps I should hate them instead of myself. Maybe it would make me feel better. But there is something inside me, something I don't understand, that prevents me from doing so. For some reason, I just can't convince myself that I was not the problem. That they also did something wrong. I don't really understand it.
However, I cannot help but feel that it is better for me to hate myself instead of others. Hating other people… blaming them for the way things went, and the choices they made… it just doesn't sit right with me. Maybe I am simply too twisted to see anyone other than myself as a problem.
I remember so much, from so long ago. When I tell people about these things, they are often surprised that I still think about such things. That I remember them. I wonder if those people who I knew so long ago remember what happened. I kind of doubt it. I hope they don't.
I cannot help but wonder if this inability to blame anyone other than myself is why I am the way I am.
When I think about what happened, in every single scenario, I always see myself as the problem. I dont blame others for any of it. But something has been nagging at me: would I be happier if I did?
I have been told on a number of occasions that I have a tendency to turn my negative feelings towards myself. I think there is some truth to this. When I think about people that I know who I don't like, I don't really have anyone in particular. The only person I hate is myself.
Perhaps I ought to blame others. Perhaps I should hate them instead of myself. Maybe it would make me feel better. But there is something inside me, something I don't understand, that prevents me from doing so. For some reason, I just can't convince myself that I was not the problem. That they also did something wrong. I don't really understand it.
However, I cannot help but feel that it is better for me to hate myself instead of others. Hating other people… blaming them for the way things went, and the choices they made… it just doesn't sit right with me. Maybe I am simply too twisted to see anyone other than myself as a problem.
I remember so much, from so long ago. When I tell people about these things, they are often surprised that I still think about such things. That I remember them. I wonder if those people who I knew so long ago remember what happened. I kind of doubt it. I hope they don't.
I cannot help but wonder if this inability to blame anyone other than myself is why I am the way I am.