People say “hate” is a strong word, but sometimes I don’t believe that it’s strong enough. These are just some tihngs I hate right now…just today lol.
I hate bugs,
I hate they way the move, buzz, and have no concept of “bubble space”.
I hate slow people,
I hate the crowds they make, the traffic they cause, the lack of “bubble space”.
I hate when new people touch me,
I hate the awkwardness, I never said you could put your hand there, there’s no “bubble space”.
I hate coming home and my mom is awake,
I hate having to fight, having to conversate with her, she comes in my room and violates my “bubble space”.
I hate some people at my job,
I hate that they can be incompetent, some are ignorant, but they know not to violate my “bubble space”.
I hate migraines,
I hate the pain, they pressure it causes, the disorientation, it’s in my head..way past my “bubble space”.
I hate those that are anti-gay,
I hate the prejudice, the additude they have, they push their beliefs into my mental “bubble space”.
I hate meeting new parents at work,
I hate the expectations, the special attention they require, their needs inhabite my mental “bubble space”.
I hate the relationship I have with my dad,
I hate how we don’t talk, the let downs and disappointments, the mental “bubble space” is too far.
I hate constant contact,
I hate the way it makes me speak, the little time to breathe, no room for wonder, the emotions that flare, my mental “bubble space” is way too crowded needlessly.
I hate noise,
I love the silence.
I hate the “woman”, but still
I love the “man”.
I hate the new and needy,
I love the comfort zone.
I hate the demeaning,
I love the allies.
I hate the “outside”,
I love now and forever the safety of inside my “bubble space”.
Til next time. Stay frosty.