I hate how people always assume the worst about me. They don’t know me, but they act like I’m some kind of monster just because of the way I look or the things I struggle with. They think they know my life, my intentions, or why I feel the way I do. It’s like they need to believe I’m the bad guy to justify ignoring me or treating me like garbage. It’s exhausting to constantly be judged and misunderstood by people who won’t even take a second to see me as a real person. I can’t stand it when some smug soy comments, “Let’s unpack this, inkwell,” followed by a strawman argument that has nothing to do with what I actually said. They twist my words into some ridiculous caricature just to make me feel worthless. It’s never about addressing the real issues or even trying to understand my perspective—it’s all about making themselves feel superior. They treat everything like it’s some joke or debate to win, completely ignoring the actual pain behind what I’m saying. It’s exhausting and dehumanizing.
