I guess that I will never understand why people can be so mean to other people; why people can just be mean, period.
I understand anger. I understand being so frustrated, irritated, annoyed and pissed that one forgets their manners and acts like an ass. I can understand fear and I can understand rage and I can understand hatred. I can even understand jealousy and envy.
However, I can not understand meanness.
I wonder if there are just some people born mean. Perhaps there is some short in the genetic wiring, some ugly hardening of one's heart before birth. Maybe something bad happened to them when they were little bitty people and they lacked the strength and motivation to rise above the bad stuff and allowed it to drown them in badness. ???
I simply do not understand this, nor do I comprehend it.
If I do or say something mean spirited, I KNOW, and then, I feel terrible and in most instances, I go back and beg forgiveness because I KNOW what I did or said was WRONG.
But, mean people seem to lack this ability. Or, maybe, they just don't care.
I have also noticed that these mean people tend to hang around with other mean people and once these two are together, the meanness turns evil and they become bullies, maiming and murdering people in their cross-hairs with orgasmic abandon.
I just don't understand this meanness. Maybe if I understood it, I could accept it; but if I accept it, wouldn't that open a door for their meanness to get into me as well?
I think I will be better off not understanding these mean people and instead of trying to figure out why they are mean, maybe I should figure out ways to stay as far away from them as possible as an act of self preservation!
I have been bullied and harmed by mean people to the point that my first desire is to be mean back. But what would that accomplish, aside from making me as bad as them? It would accomplish nothing BUT that.
So, I wander away from them, and I hope and I pray that my path is so confusing to them that they give up the chase and leave me alone. And then, I pray for them because they truly need God...and by doing so, God gives me peace and protection.
But it's not easy because mean people make me angry.
I understand anger...But I often wonder, do THEY understand my anger?
If they don't, they should.
But if I will never understand why people can be so mean to other people, I doubt that these mean people will ever understand when they have pushed to hard & crossed the lines.
