Is it normal to hate the truth?
No longer am I normal but I noticed my telling the truth has done more hurt than heal and a lot of people hate the truth, so, I'm thinking living as a vegan hurts me because they're saying bad things of killing animals so I don't want to think about it, recently I tried extra-hard to be nice about these things to avoid getting banned from an internet vegan community and it worked, the grass is greener but I can't handle the footage, I would like nice things said like "tasty vegetables" and to cut the crap and stop showing animal cruelty, please! Is giving up class a mistake? I can't handle the truth that people hate that, for months I lived in fantasy then a miracle beyond human happened: I saw on an ad written "beer, the beautiful truth", it's true, after my wasted years of being belittled I finally hear what I want to hear, the beautiful truth does exist, I love beauty, I hate the ugly truth, there's more, my dad hates the truth about me (the truth that I'm posh), that's the most hated group in the book, but the beautiful truth is I didn't give up class for its own sake, I gave it up to be back to a hippie before I was brainwashed into class at a fancy restaurant, my dad was making me feel cheap just for being classy, I was sad about it and wrote my glum pessimism about the way they treat poshies, am I the only one who doesn't tolerate that treatment and would want to hug a posh person? Am I the only one who stands for the rights of posh people? Come on! I can't handle the hate, people are shit, and furthermore as a hippie I make peace to the whole hominid family, is it normal?