You notice a lot of people lashing out at each other, right?

“Usually not at each other, actually, but about each other in each others absence, rarely constructively confronting our feelings and judgements with reality for the sake of resolution.

When presented with the notion of confrontation we hear, “I’m non-confrontational” by people painfully unaware they are internalising and preserving conflict by refusing to experience it constructively, often perpetuating the very confliction they claim not to want.

When we confront a situation or person that’s bothering us effectively, we might be (and often are) confronted by a realization that we have misunderstood, have been mistaken.

Then we don’t have our convenient explanation for why we feel so conflicted… Eek.

When we confront the apparent source of our conflict and that source dissipates but we still feel conflicted we are left with a greater seeming threat than the terrible stories we come up with – uncertainty.

We certainly have valid causes for feeling conflicted.
We have all certainly been fucked with.

But, not so much by each other as by people who want us too busy tearing ourselves and eachother apart so we are too divided and conquered to even see them, the primary sources of our conflict, nevermind holding them accountable – a thing we have been and are being taught that we cannot and ought not try to do, so we take it out on each other who would be our greatest allies.

I don’t quite know who “they” are.
I just know (thanks to much confrontation which has allowed for subsequent resolution) that they aren’t any of us, though we do seem to provide evidence of their existence in regurgitating reactive abuse.

Or maybe this is just a pure shit show of intergenerational trauma gone chaos theory, idfk, seems like maybe both.

Teehee, lol
Luv yew
boop
<3”

-X