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"My hate is general, I detest all men;
- Misanthropy: Although I just recently discovered the actual term misanthropy, I would have to say that I have been one for a majority of my life. As early as the third grade, people began to make fun of me and bully me for pretty much anything they could and I pretty much let it happen. It caused a lot of issues for me in my life, including not wanting to be participating in class activities even though I really loved learning and knowledge. I overcame some really big demons then and tried to make a better life for myself a new school, where no one knew my name. It kind of worked, and worked a lot better once I hit a growth spurt in the sixth grade, easily towering over a majority of the students. Then, without my knowledge at the time, it shifted to more talking behind my back and making fun of me secretly. After high school was over, needless to say, I had been emotionally exhausted to the point of apathy. Nothing really changed from college, either, as I was largely ignored by everyone except a select few teachers who commend me for exemplary grades from time to time. I never really considered myself to possess friends in a normal capacity, in that I have never had anyone attend a birthday party I have never been able to trust anyone long enough to call them a "friend". Even now, I consider myself to be friendless and, without my indomitable willpower, I have a very strong feeling I would not be here today. As of now, it should go without explanation that I do truly detest human beings with every fiber of my being, making me a true Misanthrope.
"Who knew that the devil had a factory where he made millions of fossils, which his minions distributed throughout the earth, in order to confuse my tiny brain?"
- Atheism: This one is kind of self-explanatory, at least to me; where is your god(s)? We, as humans in general, are all surrounded by death, greed, hatred, and destruction every single day, breeding more people like me into existence. What kind of god(s) would allow their creation to go through so much torment and so much pain without even lifting a single finger to help? Even if it was to "teach us a lesson", what kind of lesson would come from, say, the Holocaust? Not to trust people? That is alright to kill so long as you think you are justified in doing so? When your god steps before me and all these questions are answered, I may consider changing my position.