It took me years to understand myself. People rejected me at a very young age. Sure I have scars like any other my age, but I’m also differently wired.
When People Disgust Me
Confession of a misanthrope artist, are you ready for it? Let’s dive in! At a young age, I couldn’t stand how people close to me, except for my grandpa, would remove a stain from my face or simply wash my hands. I did not like the contact. As I grew older, I thought it was merely a case of germaphobia.
But, I understood that it wasn’t just the passing of germs and bacteria but the unnecessary touch. I couldn’t process why someone would do that as I would prefer learning and mimicking, so I could do it myself.Continue reading