You say you hate this and you say you hate that. You utter the word without further thinking or endeavoring or double questioning your reasons. You expel it out loud, not weighing out its meaning. You say it as if you’re cool like that.
You state “I hate” like it’s a neutral phrase that walks the earth of vocabulary with no harm done. You say it as if it’s a descriptive verb that explains punctually how you feel. You say it and you move along like you haven’t just killed a second chance.
“Hate” doesn’t fall under the category of casual terms; it has consequences and it contains an amount of defacement that is found in no other word. It’s extreme, misused, tacky and it’s a crime of generalization that we’ve all committed when we were busy hating.
When you say that you hate certain people because of how they act, that was judging, not hating. You can hate the act in every way you would like, but don’t hate the person. When you claimed that you hate your life, that was tiresome and monotony, but not hate. That day when you complained that you hate your friends, that was excessive overreacting, not a realistic statement. How about changing things and impressions before maximizing them to hatred?
Hating people isn’t exactly the most successful method of surgically eradicating them out of your life; on the contrary, you’re engraving them upon your life a bit more. You’re not going to forget them this way. A person who doesn’t care or wants to forget is not capable of hate but rather capable of embracing peace of mind.
You hate what you don’t understand, and instead of trying to understand, you think it’s easier to hate. How are we ever going to dissolve hate in this world when we can’t rid ourselves of it?
Hate is an act of heartburn envy, and a result of unforgiven and a poison of jealousy. Don’t you think hate is consuming? It slowly sucks the light out of your soul-torch. Next time you find yourself saying “I hate this”, remember that it won’t relieve you, remember that you lack the imagination and the ability to verbalize your actual feelings, and instead, you prefer to remain credulous. As for me, next time I hear you saying “I don’t personally know him but I don’t like him” don’t blame me when I shock you that no one asked for your artless verdict.
