Hatred
Hatred
I hate the big internet. I hate how connected everything feels. I hate social media, I hate that it's free, and I hate that everyone expects social media to be free. I hate that people expect so many virtual things to be free. I hate web development, I hate frameworks on top of frameworks on top of frameworks. I hate that I'm indexed on a search engine. I hate that I work in an industry where my efforts will support people who make the things I hate. I hate phone notifications. I hate it when I hear other people's phone notifications (there's silent mode for a reason, stop polluting the air with your noise). I hate that my phone is designed to be sleek and beautiful with a rainbow of colors on the screen, to make me want to look at it so it can suck out my soul. I hate the people who design these things. I hate that there are so many smart people who spend 8+ hours a day trying to ruin my life so I'll give them more money. I hate that there's very little I can do to change that. I hate that so many people don't care. I hate that I hate so much. Hating makes me tired.
This post comes from a place of 100% frustration & emotion and 0% logic.