How? Why? I don’t get it. I simply don’t get it and there is nothing anyone could ever tell me to make me understand. How could anyone have blind, vicious hatred for groups of people just because they’re different? Why? I cannot wrap my head around it. Life itself is both a challenge and a gift. Why would anyone waste it on hatred?
I suppose much of it is rooted in ignorance and inexperience. I am extremely fortunate that I have traveled this country and all over this world. And guess what? People are just people. No matter the color of their skin, the religion they practice, the language they speak, the clothes they wear or the size of their home, they are not that different from you or me.
They fall in love, adore their children, work hard, worry about things, have great joys and suffer horrible tragedies. They rejoice when a new life is born and weep in anguish when a loved one is lost. They make mistakes and achieve great success. They struggle, laugh, learn and cry. The specifics of their lives might be very different and their hardships more severe, but inside, we are really all the same. We’re all just trying to make the best of the lives we’ve been given. Hating others is as far from living our best lives as we can get.