Hey… It’s Ghost Girl. Can I ask you something? Why is everybody so damn mean? Seriously. When did we forget there’s a person on the other side? … Stop being so damn mean. Everybody’s angry. Everybody’s yelling. Everybody’s got something to say about somebody they don’t even know. You don’t know what happened before they walked into that room. You don’t know what they’re carrying. You don’t know who they lost. You don’t know what keeps them awake at 3:33 in the morning. You don’t know how hard they fought just to get out of bed. And still… you judge. You laugh. You point. You type something cruel and keep scrolling. Like your words don’t follow people home. But they do. Trust me. They fucking do. Maybe I’m sensitive. Fine. I’ll take it. I’d rather feel too damn much than stop feeling anything at all. Stop being so damn mean. Kindness matters. Be a damn friend. You don’t have to understand somebody to sit beside them. You don’t have to live their story to believe that it hurts. Stop being so damn mean. We’re all trying to make it home. And some of us… are barely finding the way. So kindness matters. Be a damn friend. I’m angry too. God… I’m angry. I’m angry at people who knew better. I’m angry at people who hurt me. I’m angry at a world that tells you to be yourself… then tears you apart when you actually are. Sometimes I wanna scream back. Sometimes I wanna give people exactly what they gave me. But then… what? I become everything that hurt me? No. I don’t wanna do that. I don’t wanna hate you just because you hate me. I don’t wanna become everything that broke me. Maybe kindness won’t fix everything. I know. I’m not stupid. But maybe… it fixes one moment. One night. One person sitting alone thinking nobody gives a shit. Maybe that’s enough to matter. Because I remember what it felt like when I needed a damn friend. So stop being so damn mean. Kindness matters. Be a damn friend. Look at somebody before you judge them. Listen before you answer. You don’t know what they’re carrying. You don’t know where they’ve been. We’re all just puzzled pieces trying to figure out where the hell we fit. Stop being so damn mean. Kindness matters. Be a damn friend. And yeah… I’m still angry. I’m still hurt. I’m still figuring out how to love a world that hasn’t always been very kind to me. But I’m trying. … Maybe you could try too. You are seen. You are loved. You matter. Even when the world forgets to act like it. Love always… Ghost Girl. 🦋
