This spoke to me on such a deep level. Everyday I think about stuff like this and I hope that one day I’ll be able to carve out a safe space for my loved ones and I
Should we be dead first so people will treat us better?
That's my daily question every time I witness mistreatment or get mistreated.
Why is it so hard for some people to be more considerate, less self-centric, more emphatic, and kinder? People are diverse, including their conditions. We have different abilities. Some "less fortunate" people are not supposed to be the ones who have to risk their lives only to match "other fortunate people's" speed.
But again, the world is failing to show what justice is. Instead of being kinder and inclusive, it's easier to leave us behind, "the broken defective products", that never suit the standard of the majority.
We should've known, we never matter in this cold fast world. If only I could create a new world filled only with "my kind of people rejected by society standards because we are sick and broken", I would. I would make that world, and I would let them in. My people. I would let them live peacefully in it without feeling less, or too slow, or too broken, or not enough.
I don't want them to feel this way. It hurts. So bad. But again, why do they need to consider how we feel when our very first existence never matters?
It's crazy that there is no justice in this world. Inclusivity is just wishful thinking. A utopic vision. And what's crazier is, this realization hits me from people who I thought were kind. I'll never be more wrong and deluded.
This feeling will forever be printed in my core memory, so I will always remember to be kinder to others, to stop chasing the wrong people, and to not revolve around the egoistic ones. Not anymore. Because I know, no matter what, they never understand. They choose not to. And now, I choose to step away and create the better version in a smaller size of the more ideal world, at least for my people, before I die.