2019 04 20
How can people be so heartless
How can people be so cruel
Easy to be hard
Easy to be cold
How can people have no feelings
How can they ignore their friends
Easy to be proud
Easy to say no
Prophetic? Applicable again? A message from the past? WATCH THE VIDEO! I dare you!
I just don’t get it. HOW can people be so cruel?
How can they hurt other people and not care?
How can they be so mean?
The composite of all that meanness will taint the culture and bite those mean people back. Don’t they get it?
As an example because of the visibility: Trump is not a nice person. This is not a political post. It is about him as a person even before he was elected. Read his book. Think of multiple divorces. Multiple lawsuits. The contractors and suppliers he stiffed. Does he have ANYONE in his life that can be a nice person without getting used and abused? Bad attitude does not attract good attitude.
I know what it is like when “friends” turn out to not be friends.
But I still keep trying.
I was in Wendys. The guy in line behind me was looking very defeated. Very depressed. Somehow I can sense that. I asked him if he was OK. With downcast eyes he told me his daughter had died. I told him I knew that very well. He began to cry. I gave him a hug. He held on to me. So I held him, right there in the Wendys food order line, as he wept. Everyone behind was so sweet. They patiently waited.
BTW I wasn’t dressed as Billie.
But I was somehow in the right place at the right time.
Only ONE person hugged me when my daughter died. Maybe people think I am strong. I hurt too. But mean people have forced me to learn how to control my outward emotions. Perhaps that is why I can hug strangers in pain.
People confide in me. I don’t know why. Complete strangers.
I was at Rumors. A guy had a long face. I asked him if he was OK. He told me how his family rejected him. I gave him a hug. As Billie. He wept freely on my shoulder. I told him that it isn’t much but I accept him at whatever he wanted to be, had to be. That maybe one day he will give someone a hug. He asked me if I was gay. When I told him I was solidly hetero, he was amazed. That a hetro would be hugging him and accepting him. I told him all I cared was he was kind. That is all I hope for in people.
I was in a club. A woman was sitting next to me. All hunched over and looking lost. I asked her if she was OK. She broke down in tears and reached out. I held her, as Billie, as she wept and told me her story. Her husband provides NO emotional support, NO kindness. She has NO value from him.
How Can People Be So Heartless?
How Can They Be So Cruel?
Women give SO much to their relationship.
Men are SO lucky to be with a woman.
Her description made him sound cruel.
It takes the SAME amount of effort for her husband, every morning, just choose a direction. The amount of effort is no more to the right providing a loving relationship to her. Or left being mean. The same amount of effort. BUT one direction, kindness, has HUGE payback.
This connection to people has been going on my whole adult life. It took some pretty bad things happening to me to make me this way. My inside pain.
I don’t know why people open up to me.
But you know what? It hasn’t cost me a dime. Has only consumed a tiny slice of my time. Maybe I helped someone.
I know what it is to be sad. I know what it is like when a “friend” turns out to be everything BUT a friend.
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