LoveDivine
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I am passing on my award of most formidable to youFine, then this will be my honest dislike and disapproval (but not hate): No one is twisting your arm to stay here if you don't like this place, Meh. If you aren't fine with it, if there are too many "SJW feminists" for you or whatever, then leave. ... I have a feeling you more enjoy having reasons to be bitter and hate the world, though, which is exactly why you've stayed all these years and keep putting yourself out around people and their comments/views that apparently tick you off. Why else did you stay in that one community (Buzzfeed, i believe it was) with all the women you claimed insulted men for being shorter than them, just so you could come here and unleash your grievances with those few women at Buzzfeed out at us here? Even going so far as to be like, "Well, if these few women get to hate on guys for being short, why can't I hate on girls (apparently any girl was fair game to lash out at, even if she had done nothing to you first) who I think are fat?" And then make excuses for your crap attitude by claiming you are just being honest or whatever, or that you hate it when people are fake (my guess is just about any act of kindness would be fake and insincere to you no matter what).
I used to feel sorry for you because of your depression and misgivings, man. But not any longer. You bring negativity onto yourself willingly so you can have an excuse to indiscriminately be bitter towards other people in general, even if they are people who haven't done anything wrong to you first.
Let me tell you all something I had never revealed to anyone but my parents once before. I had come to be bullied, insulted, and harassed a lot by my sixth grade year, where I would dread getting up and having to go to school most days. And I distinctly remember one day that year that I finally turned around and, in my bitterness, sought out someone even lower on the social totem pole than I to make suffer for the wrongs done to me. An overweight kid who it seemed no one liked, named Jeffrey. When given the opportunity, I had everyone sitting around the table with me laughing and cheering me on as I verbally abused this poor kid who had nowhere to run. I was the one in charge for once, I had thought. Finally my time had come, to know the power of being one of "them", the higher class of kids who it seemed could just get away with torturing whoever they wanted, whoever they thought lower than them. ... And I was clearly in the wrong. Jeffrey never even tried to fight back, I remember, and I just continued to use the entire class period to cut him down and even have others with me laughing at him. I had completely victimized him when he was even more of a victim of hate and bullying than I was, and he himself had never done any wrong to me before. But my desire for vengeance and to finally know what it was like to be one of the higher-ups in the school social structure caused me to not even care who I hurt with my bitterness. Just as long as I could be the one dealing pain instead of being on the receiving end of it. And throughout the years, ever since I looked back and realized what I had done, I continue to pray that God forgives me for that time. Even if it was just once and over twenty years ago. It was still a grievous wrong that I will always feel some shame over.
But right now? That seems to be you, Mehguy. Someone, or a small group of people, somewhere hurt you once or even a few times and now the entire world - especially human women as a race, it would appear - has to pay for it.
So, yeah, you want honesty? There you go.
Well, that was more meant to be a joke on my part, but, yes, sadly, you are right.
Well said!
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