_Aliens (In lieu of therapy 5/X)

For you it was all take, take, take. And never give a single thing. Never give a single fuck.

A summer camp.

What have you really learned? Why did you come here in the first place?

I don’t feel like I belong anywhere in particular. We could look at this through an anthropological prysm even, and you would only see some traces of cultural rooting, both from “back home” and from here, too. I guess this is Back Home now anyways.

Of course you are free to do whatever the fuck you want, but I can’t help but despise the likes of you, always so right, always so ahead of everything yet beached in the most arcaic imaginery and cultural idioms of all.

Tell me anecdotes of what was like a weekend away for you, while I consolidate the certainty that moving here saved my fucking life. Perhaps not in the literal sense of it, but in a more abstract and obtuse manner – my future self (current, but at a different plane of reality) would have destroyed himself. I am sure I would have lacked even the most basic sense of self-awareness and possibly end up dead or in prison.

I observe that reality plane from my undoubtedly higher understanding of Life and the World now, and I can only sigh in relief. I am my best self, not one that is objectively better, but one that is able to actually understand HOW MUCH WORSE I would have been in every aspect, should I have stayed “back home”.

Yet here you are returning like if nothing had happened. Quite literally, Like If Nothing Had Happened.

I know you.

You suck.

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