Humans are (in my opinion)
A prototype that malfunctioned and is obsolete beyond repairs.
A while back, I wrote a blog about how I felt I became a different person, and not in a good way. I’ll add the link because it is essential to read the blog to understand it.
Yes, it started when I was a kid; I was ignored and not wanted anywhere in my family or other people; the stupid reason was that it was believed I was the offspring of an ex-spouse. (I am happy to confirm I am not a bastard child, I am my biological father’s daughter.) But, I am also a chimera (translation, I had a twin in the womb, but my twin didn’t survive, so I absorbed my twin as nourishment like the alpha twin.) I didn’t know I was a chimera until I went to get some blood work done for a job. I was told by the doctor that traces of another human was found inside my blood. I always believed there was another presence near me; I assumed everyone had another presence near them.
ADHD and anti-social
Growing up, ADHD was still unknown in the 1980s; it was thought that sugar was the cause of the behavior, that it wasn’t genetic, or the result of using a unique tool to grab a baby when being delivered. There is nothing more annoying than being around a hyper, loud child who can’t sit still. But what if that child is you? Imagine not being able to understand the world at a young age and not accepted by other kids your age. Being made fun of for not knowing how to clap, or worst, not understanding how to make friends. I am 40 years old. I have very, very few friends. I thought one person was my friend, but she was a demon in human clothes. I am giving you my version of the story, which you can read in my blog.
Helping each other, but instead everyone for themselves.
Since when is it ok to take advantage of someone who helps you in your time of need. Everyone wants to feel good when doing good deeds; I know I am not the only one who sees commercials or video clips of people helping each other and thinking, wow, I want to help those who need help like donations, I don’t mean just money I mean items I don’t need; like clothes, electronics or other essentials. If someone is hungry, you give them money or something to eat. Pretty much you get the idea. On TV, we all have seen people helping others because it is the right thing to do; of course, not when you offer them a snack. They take the whole kitchen and bring their friends over to take whatever they want. This has happened not just to many other people but also me. I am so tired of people treating me like I am not a good person, even though I offer to help and be a friend when someone is in need. Everyone is entitled to their opinions, but they should get the facts straight.
In conclusion to my blog
Humans make me sick; I want humans to stay away from me because I have had it; with this species, that is (in my personal opinion) A prototype that malfunctioned and is obsolete beyond repairs. Of course, I don’t mean I want all humans gone because it is, but that would mean extinction; I am not that heartless. So, what do I do? I stay home and enjoy the company of my collectibles, my pets, and my writing.
Originally published at https://vocal.media.
