People are a bit shit.
And no, I don’t feel like elaborating on it so shit people can tell me I am wrong in my wrongness and can email me or message me to tell me how wrong I am or bail me up in the street to tell me that I need to think about how there is someone else who has it so much worse or that I should be more tolerant or whathefuckever I am just fucking over it.
People as a whole, right now in this moment in time, in the random sampling that I am encountering are a bit shit.
And not just to me, I am not THAT self absorbed, but thanks so much for assuming people from BitShittery and their neighbouring city BitShitterstan.
I would love to have the option to just hole up in my lovely bed and avoid the bit shittiness of people for a few days and regain my strength from all of the opinions and the me-ness, but alas life does not work that way and I have to go out in the world and answer the damn phone and do things and encounter people which is a lot shit right now.
And not punch people in the throat. Dammit. How satisfying that would be…
So I will withdraw myself from it all as much as I can until I am in a better mood and able to deal with the shittiness of people with a withering glance and big words that the bit shit people wont understand.