Making performative hatred a load-bearing pillar of your personality rots your soul I am so fucking serious
It doesn't matter what the thing is. Whether it's petty or whether it's important or whether it's richly deserved if you invest significant time of your finite existence wallowing in specific hatreds you are choosing to suffer unnecessarily and you deserve better than that.
Hatred itself isn't the problem, you can and should hate things, it's the specific performance of hatred that eventually comes to define you in your own sense of self and other people's sense of you that becomes toxic. It is a fire that warms, but it can also consume if left unchecked.
Do not let yourself be consumed.















