Several years ago, someone was complaining about their personal problems online, so I replied with something encouraging. I can’t remember the specifics, but I know that what I said was the corny, “If you believe in yourself, you can do it!” sort of thing.
I was immediately dogpiled for “spreading false hope.”
Including from the person I had attempted to cheer up.
No matter what you do, you are going to die a failure.
You see, it’s the exact same effort for me to type something negative as it is to type something positive. I said something nice because I thought that the world needed nice people to say nice things so that everyone could end up being nicer to each other.
But all it did was result in a lot of crap for me.
Clearly, no one wanted to be nice. I was indeed indulging in false hope, but it was contained entirely within me — positivity does not beget positivity.
So I withdrew and took all of my positivity and niceness with me. I don’t participate in communities or groups or organizations or anything social anymore. Go ahead and eat each other; I won’t lift a finger to stop you.
Because ultimately, I realized that people aren’t worth it. They actually prefer to be miserable.
Maybe it will be different after The Fall.
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Yes, people prefer to be miserable. It makes for chart topping songs. And probably some ghastly books everyone will start raving about. My husband and I have decided people don’t actually like to be happy anymore.
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