Did you ever wake up one morning, only to find that you hate humanity and everything associated with it? Sure, it has its own fair share of perks, but sometimes I can't help but think that these are, by far, outweighed by the negatives - the emotional roller coasters; that constant and nagging sense of uncertainty; being judged by those around you while feeling the need to judge them back; waiting on others and having them wait on you; the constant barrage of biological needs, demanding that you tend to them (sleep, food, social interactions, etc); being required to get out of bed every morning, only to be forced back into it when the day is done; the eternal folly of those around you (and you yourself); our need to be loved; the instinctive apathy of man; the "forced" and artifical empathy present in so many; in general, knowing that you are, after all, "only human".
