It’s sad how so many people can’t peacefully coexist with others simply because they are different from them or they hold different views and opinions. You would think doing so isn’t so hard to do, but maybe you would just be a reasonable and peaceful person trying to live your life and go about your business without being bothered or bothering anybody else. I used to think this was the case for most people, and to be honest I still do believe that we are all ultimately good deep inside, and that each and every one of us is simply trying to get through this strange life in the best way we can. Now, although, as an optimist, this is indeed my belief, these days I often find myself wondering whether society, or the culture that we as a society have created, has successfully corrupted us to the point where it is almost impossible for us to preserve that good within ourselves throughout an entire lifetime. Everywhere we look, people are bickering back and forth about the most trivial issues, people are being persecuted, bullied, and ridiculed, abused, and all sorts of horrible things. I don’t know if the world is actually any worse than it used to be, because humans have been doing all sorts of fucked up things to each other since ancient times. All I know is that, right now, at this moment in time that I was destined to live in, there is still too much hatred and too much intolerance. At thirty years old, I gotta say I’m terrified of having children. In a way it does have something to do with what I previously mentioned, with the state of the world itself, but I have to admit that, more than anything else, it has to do with the state of my mind. I feel weird having a little person to raise, someone who I have to correct, who I have to advise about right and wrong. Although I do have certain opinions about what’s right or wrong, or about different ways of living life, I am also aware that my understanding of most things, as an individual, is severely limited, and I am very aware that we are all susceptible to making mistakes. I don’t stress about it too much when it comes to my own life, because, again, mistakes are inevitable, but when your mistakes will affect another life, the life of someone who depends on you, things seem to become a lot scarier and just overwhelming. So, because I am aware that I don’t know everything, especially about how others ought to live their lives, I don’t really see myself as capable of telling anyone else how to live. Honestly, I’m pretty sure the reason for this feeling is the fact that I grew up with people always trying to tell me what to do, and all I wanted for so long was to be able to go about my business unbothered, because I knew what I wanted.
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