Perhaps I am a contradiction
1.) We really are put here on this planet to make things a little bit better than we found them. Random acts of kindness are a good thing.
2.) At the end of the day, people are just people. Not good, not bad, just imperfect and struggling.
3.) In spite of points one and two I am still an antisocial, elitist bitch who would, most of the time, rather be left alone. Bother me when I don’t want to be bothered, and I’ll cheerfully eat your face.
Every so often someone tries to reconcile the happy-nice and antisocial-hermit parts of me. And their head explodes. I’ve seen it happen enough where I just stand back and watch. No real point in trying to help them… what am I going to say? Sorry, smarter folks than you have tried to figure me out, and come up with nothing? I make sense to me (most of the time) and that’s all I’m going to shoot for.