The truth is I hate way too many things in life, even myself,
sometimes. There are people I hate obviously, most of them are the ones I can’t
forgive. There’s one quote telling that we can only hate something we used to
love. Ridiculously, in other words to hate a lot means to love a lot. I found
it relatable but only in some specific cases. I don’t know if you can relate.
But, in the end the hatred I carry in my heart only weigh me down at night. Just
like Sophie said; heart is already a heavy burden itself, and with so much
hatred, imagine how exhausting it would be for me to carry. So somehow, I end
up trying to let go of the hatred ‘slowly’ by ‘gaining’ more things to love,
mostly the things I can never be let down by. Mr. Darcy, for example, well I have a list if you're willing to see. Anyway, I am no saint, it’s not easy, you
know, but loving or ignoring seem to be the best options I can choose to
continue living in this miserable place.
Still, I don’t want to sugarcoat my hatred that would be so hypocrite of me cause I think there are things in life that necessarily needed to be hated, or at least, disliked. Not joking.
-num
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