How it Works

No Gavel, No Blood.

I know this topic has been talked a lot about, but to be fair, it's not right.

That . . . and it annoys the hell out of me.

This time, I'm not talking about the general society. I'm talking about my friends and family.

I'm going to talk about the fact they like to judge me so quickly.

I get it, the act of judging people will remain in society. But it's another thing when it comes from the people in my life, whom I care about dearly.

Because it hurts even more when the judgments come from them specifically.

And they're fucking hypocrites, honestly. They don't like judging other people, but they do it to the people closest to them. To me for instance.

How can they even know someone just by their appearance? Just by one look? How does even judgment work?

I never quite understood it, and frankly, I don't want to.

"You have sad thoughts?

You're being dramatic."

"You hate the world?

You're pessimistic."

"You cry?

You're weak."

"You like to be alone?

You're weird."

"You have everything you need in life, no need to be heartless about it."

"So sarcastic, you've never been serious about anything."

And the fucking list goes on and on ...

These are things my family and friends had legitimately told me, and would constantly judge me for it.

And these people are supposed to give me the benefit of the doubt! To believe that there are some things deeper than that!

Society had changed meaning of the word "judge." When you judge a person, you should think of their past, their mistakes, their successes, their actions, and their future. That's when you get to judge a person, and in the right way of judging. Be fair.

And that's only when you actually know the person, because you just can't judge a total stranger. You know nothing about them, so you have the right to shut the hell up and move on.

The only person who gets to judge me, is me. I am my own judge, and everyone should be their own judges as well.

I wish all people would realize that. I wish my family and friends would realize that.

You can't judge me, because you don't know me. I don't even know me. I'm in the process of finding that out myself.

It's stupid really. You can't just hit that little hammer (or whatever it's called) and bam, you've already decided what kind of person anyone is.

I DON'T SEE YOU HAVING WHITE, CURLY HAIR OR WEARING THE BLACK, BAGGY GOWN. STOP ACTING LIKE YOU DO.

Family and friends . . .

Please stop being dickheads, and stop judging a person (me) that you care about and vice versa, because you would lose me in the end. I don't want to lose you, so please don't make me let go of you.

But seriously, you guys need to grow up. You can't stay idiots forever, I might need to knock some sense into your heads; by slamming them against a wall or something.

Then you would understand how it feels like when your judgments make me bleed.

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I'm becoming more serious with every part, yikes!

Sorry, been going through shit so you'll be reading a lot of deep shit

Read ya later!