People are never how they seem and what they say is never what they mean.
Where is the truth? The truth is so heavily processed and packaged in people's minds that, by the time it gets spoken into words, it looks nothing like it did at the start.
People say things to make themselves look better, to get something from you, to feel important because someone else wants to listen to what they have to say, amongst a million other selfish reasons. There is almost always an underlying motivation, a 'what can I get out of this' mentality. What happened to authenticity? To transparency? To staying true to who you are?
Listen to 2 people who experienced the same event and their stories are worlds apart. The good guy and the bad guy are interchangeable depending on who you ask. Then your own perception warps the story further. Your personal biases come into play. You take what you want out of the story and come to your own conclusion. How do you differentiate opinion from fact? You can't.
Everything is so steeped in rubbish and the dirt can't be cleaned off. Ever. You just have to accept it, suck-ish as it is. Or build yourself a bubble of ignorant bliss and blind yourself to the painful reality of life.
Maybe it's naïve to choose to only see the best in people; to consciously ignore the ugliness and focus on the good. It's a silly ideal. But it's not like I have a choice. It's too unsettling. If I were to let myself dwell upon these thoughts, I'd sink deep into the quicksand and suffocate. I'd retreat into a hole and live the lonely life. No people. No complications. No emotions.
Feeling ugh,
Me
