I'm learning more and more about how people like to treat other people like me. My dad's in the hospital, and yet not a single person is interested in chatting or talking to me. My own brother turned my dog prideful and my brother is the reason my dad is in the hospital. Oh yeah. I'm learning so much about human beings. Even though I'm human, I look human, smell like a human, and I bleed. No one gives a crap. Years I tried to build bonds and make connections, but what do I get, people ghosting me, pretending I don't exist. Seeing me as a clingy nuisance. The only reason I'm not hating humanity all together is because I know there's kind and better people living and changing my life for the better. I don't know if I can say that for the rest of humanity, but it's a miracle that good people exist.