Often, I can’t really understand why there has to be so much suffering in this world. Why poverty, cruelty, oppression, and abuse should exist. Why people should be so hurt. Why powerful people should be so selfish and why the powerless so powerless. It really isn’t even about the lack of justice for me, it’s more that my mind literally cannot comprehend it. How can it even be possible? Perhaps this lack of comprehension is why people end up supporting dictators and bullies. Not because they’re bad, but because, like me, their minds cannot accept the reality of this cruelty. Maybe it’s too painful. Maybe it would push us into a depression that can never be cured. And then, what is life, if so dark? Maybe the next generation will figure it out. Things are moving fast in these decades and centuries, so who knows. But I doubt it. Because the people I grew up with, they definitely also know how to be cruel, selfish, and abusive. People are monsters and the world is hell. And no matter how much we trick our brains, this is a fact that will never change.