oneirataxia
muh ideals
- Apr 22, 2024
- 507
I hate or am at the very least deeply annoyed by most people, and this includes people who have done nothing morally wrong. This isn't something I try to force, this isn't an enjoyment I have for cattiness and gossip, and this hatred of people isn't an imagined quality I like to adhere to myself in order to upholster an "edgy," "deep," "thoughtful," "beautifully troubled" persona. This is an emotion I feel on a guttural, intuitive level whenever I am around someone with qualities that trigger said emotion. One that I usually keep to myself because I don't like being rude to people, but one that I feel deeply and unignorably.
I notice that I will most often feel this way towards people within my age bracket (middle of Generation Z) and younger. Older people, whenever they're not writing pseudointellectual thunk-pieces about what went wrong with us, love to claim that we are this unique, creative, innovative generation. I really feel like we are anything but. When thinking about all my peers that I have held in-depth conversations with in real life, I am deeply put off by the fact that I have seen their every personality trait, their every interest, their every speaking mannerism, their every wisecrack, their every opinion, and their every means of coming to align with said every opinion, 1:1 verbatim somewhere on social media. After I spend long enough getting to know someone, I can very easily understand what "side" of the Internet they came from, and what social media app they most likely spend the most time on. It feels as if I've beat an RPG and the characters around me have run out of lines of dialogue, and they just keep repeating the same conversations over and over.
Today, I went to this small local event that was being held for anime fans because one of my friends wanted me to go there, and I met a young person around my age that my friend wanted the both of us to hang out with there. Dyed hair with piercings. Ita bag full of anime merch. Kandi jewelry. Keychains and trinkets hooked up to the belt loops on their jeans. Strawpage in Discord bio with a collage aesthetic and lengthy DNI criteria. "Hyperfixation" on Hatsune Miku. I was kind and sociable to them the whole time and never said anything mean. But in the back of my head, all I could think to myself was, "I've seen your each and every personality quirk within thousands of other people before." I felt a deep, unnerving, unignorable disconnect between me and the other person, and felt completely unable to relate to them. The other people I met there weren't really any better. Lots of My Melody and Kuromi girls and people decked out in Demon Slayer cosplays, lots of millennial "witchy" women.
The only people I have ever truly been able to connect and relate to have been online. One of the only people I have ever genuinely cared about, loved and felt a deep sense of familiarity with, I lost after a long and nasty line of events, and I lost after essentially being put up to embarrass myself by someone I trusted with my life in a deeply vulnerable state of mind. I'm not alone, but I feel very alone, and would rather talk to no one at all than talk to the people I have to talk to in real life. I feel less lonely alone. I constantly feel cynical, unfulfilled and empty. I've noticed that in particular situations in my life, I've more and more often found myself saying something to the effect of "it doesn't matter"/"I don't care." I feel unable to care and unable to stop spacing out, dissociating and hating the world of today, and the people I know within it. I tried to bring myself to embrace the people and world around me. I sincerely don't think I can. I have no one with whom we can both actualize ourselves together. I exist in a cold, meaningless vacuum, and have no real reason for living. I feel completely and utterly hollow.
I notice that I will most often feel this way towards people within my age bracket (middle of Generation Z) and younger. Older people, whenever they're not writing pseudointellectual thunk-pieces about what went wrong with us, love to claim that we are this unique, creative, innovative generation. I really feel like we are anything but. When thinking about all my peers that I have held in-depth conversations with in real life, I am deeply put off by the fact that I have seen their every personality trait, their every interest, their every speaking mannerism, their every wisecrack, their every opinion, and their every means of coming to align with said every opinion, 1:1 verbatim somewhere on social media. After I spend long enough getting to know someone, I can very easily understand what "side" of the Internet they came from, and what social media app they most likely spend the most time on. It feels as if I've beat an RPG and the characters around me have run out of lines of dialogue, and they just keep repeating the same conversations over and over.
Today, I went to this small local event that was being held for anime fans because one of my friends wanted me to go there, and I met a young person around my age that my friend wanted the both of us to hang out with there. Dyed hair with piercings. Ita bag full of anime merch. Kandi jewelry. Keychains and trinkets hooked up to the belt loops on their jeans. Strawpage in Discord bio with a collage aesthetic and lengthy DNI criteria. "Hyperfixation" on Hatsune Miku. I was kind and sociable to them the whole time and never said anything mean. But in the back of my head, all I could think to myself was, "I've seen your each and every personality quirk within thousands of other people before." I felt a deep, unnerving, unignorable disconnect between me and the other person, and felt completely unable to relate to them. The other people I met there weren't really any better. Lots of My Melody and Kuromi girls and people decked out in Demon Slayer cosplays, lots of millennial "witchy" women.
The only people I have ever truly been able to connect and relate to have been online. One of the only people I have ever genuinely cared about, loved and felt a deep sense of familiarity with, I lost after a long and nasty line of events, and I lost after essentially being put up to embarrass myself by someone I trusted with my life in a deeply vulnerable state of mind. I'm not alone, but I feel very alone, and would rather talk to no one at all than talk to the people I have to talk to in real life. I feel less lonely alone. I constantly feel cynical, unfulfilled and empty. I've noticed that in particular situations in my life, I've more and more often found myself saying something to the effect of "it doesn't matter"/"I don't care." I feel unable to care and unable to stop spacing out, dissociating and hating the world of today, and the people I know within it. I tried to bring myself to embrace the people and world around me. I sincerely don't think I can. I have no one with whom we can both actualize ourselves together. I exist in a cold, meaningless vacuum, and have no real reason for living. I feel completely and utterly hollow.