Animals like me; people don’t

Seriously I love animals more and more day by day. They are always affectionate to me. Even stray dogs play with me, Just look at AD, Prozac and Fish. Always on my lap and on my shoulder. When I feel sad sometimes, they feel it. Next moment, they are all on me, one on my pillow playing with my hair, one busy licking my feet, one sitting on my back. They feel my sadness. This is why I love animals. They like me.

Then there are people.

Despite my politeness, empathy and care, I have never been a likable person. All these years I thought that I have to correct my flaws (if they were flaws). I worked. I worked. I worked on friendships (if they were friendships), I worked on myself to be likable but in vain. Then I realized no matter what, they will not like me. They will say they like me but not really. Everyone comes in my life for a short period, calls himself or herself my friend and disappear when I need them.

Even on social media, I don’t get likes haha. When I was using Facebook, I could see people posting ridiculous things and getting hundreds of likes and comments. I always was in bewilderment. How can someone like this? There’s a man in my list on Facebook who is not at all a social person, total introvert, doesn’t apparently do anything other than spending time with his family, born with silver spoon, who, even if, posts a picture of just an ordinary table (just an example), gets 300 or 600 likes. I see this and go like “wha…???”

Then there was me (not using Facebook anymore) who posted my films, art, blog or even quotes and my own family or friends never liked them other than few. Sometimes I got only five likes, sometimes one and sometimes none 🙂 (Out of 200 Facebook connections). No acknowledgment.

Same goes on Twitter (more than 3000 followers), Instagram or even my Youtube Channel. I see extremely low and crappy videos and films on Youtube or Instagram with thousands and millions of views. Then there are my films where I see fifteen to fifty views haha.

All I need to do is post shit, think like others, talk like others, behave like others, dress like others. Just forget being me and become like them. Blend. Post half naked selfies or smooches. Drink. Smoke. Do drugs. Send expensive gifts.

Stop being different.

OR

Just become super rich and people will follow. (Like that table guy)

OR

The best is to stay away from social media (all fake), and people (all superficial and self-obsessed), hide in my books and studio (like i am doing now) and be happy forever like Darwin.

And of course, get more cats.