So you know how you bitch about people when you’re with your friends. How you talk about your mutual enemies and crack jokes at them so you feel good about yourselves for believing in what you believe; that your enemy is your groups common foe.
Hell I was a member of that group. I’ve solemnly participated in these activities, made fun of people to the extent that we’ve labeled these enemies as social tragedies, and spread their stories to other circles
I’m not I’m proud of what I’ve done. I’m not boosting over those things either. But rather I’m feeling bad about those doings now. Why? Because I know their feelings as I’m being the outcast right now. Just because my views were against the common judgment, I’ve been ousted from the group and pigeonholed. The joke’s on me right now. Even though I didn’t have the time and place to explain the whole scenario, even though nobody would consider my position and feelings in any of this while the whole thing was about me, and even if I had tried, the outcome would’ve still been the same, I’m being the mockery of the group right now.
Times like these get you to really think about and recall past incidents and you begin to question yourself Would someone just pigeonhole you if they’ve ever considered you to be a true friend? Would they’ve spoken their minds knowing it would hurt your feelings without even trying to understand the real situation? Would they deliberately mock you with flabbergast expressions and make you feel like the idiot and outcast you’ve always been to them so they can feel superior? Or am I too gullible to talk to them when all these are forgotten because I don’t have enough friends?