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15 months ago
I am so scared of people being cruel, or hurtful with their words, or bullying. I see myself jostled by a mean crowd, like an injured animal being evicted from the herd and I am afraid of being alone and afraid of being one of such a horrible herd. I hate sounding like a victim, but I cannot imagine being proud and strong and alone, because I also believe in community and the essential goodness of humans – the Namaste – I hate the feeling and I hate myself for having the feeling, I hate my cowardice and I hate the cruelty of mankind – its all a mess of thoughts I cannot untangle
