False Reality...

in Freewriters15 days ago

Hello Everyone. I hope you are well and I am back with another freewrite. I would like so much to connect with you and gossip and most genuinely also to write about special topics, in the end. Cheers and have a nice day.

As I stroll along the road, I can see and quietly keep my distance while I just observe the conduct of my fellow people. Many of the people in my community do a good job at carrying burdens without any complaint because they want to desperately get the approval of their neighbors. In fact, they are most of the times even treated like the animals which bear a load of salt, the sad little donkeys. They are held in no respect whatsoever but convinced to find pride in being work horses when they're mere donkeys, mere laborers.

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In some cases not all though but in some, it's better to be feared. If you have big teeth in the jungle, all the other animals remain well away from the gates of your territory. This is a truth of life in our world. Personally, I don't appreciate being used, let me use the word abused, so you don't get the wrong idea that I'm not a team player.

If you are weak, you quickly become the welcome mat of others. And they'll gaslight you into thinking that's the right thing, they give you a moral compass that benefits only them.

Your visitors might treat you badly, they might step on you or figuratively wipe their shoes on you, you're their mat. It's better when they despise you, at least they're not on top of you and taking advantage. Some people believe being nice is a job to be done. It doesn't have to be a must all the time. A guy cries because he had been abused emotionally by his superior and accepts it because he's been taught to respect those with authority over him.

The guy is a donkey in comparison to others. The one who wanders in the woods is called the wolf and it looks like a bad stigma but he has no one riding on him to get to market, he has no master so he will not be fed but as long as he can feed himself, he becomes his own king.

Being hated is what I call a price you pay for keeping your head up in self respect when you are among people.

This is entirely a subjective opinion I shared and I would love to have others' opinions on being used or being feared.

Thank you.