i’ve always believed that people are good.
that people do bad things, but people are not bad.
i know i’m a good person, and i’ve done bad things. there is no denying that.
but the core of me is good.
as are the people around me.
you’d think i’d get it…that there are bad people
that the world is full of evil.
that there are bad people who do really bad things.
and i get it for a while, and then i find hope
but – the more i get it – the more i lose faith in humanity
the more i understand why it is i love my animals so deeply, and trust people less
this isn’t about just one thing.
i am becoming jaded and cynical and harder.
i know - a downer post after being away so long right?
not to worry – there is still a lot of good in this world…and maybe when i feel less consumed with the bad
i will come back and share that part
i’ve been a very busy bee.
despite all the evil in this world…
i choose to believe that the good will always win.