>Misanthropy arises out of the too great confidence of inexperience;—you trust a man and think him altogether true and sound and faithful, and then in a little while he turns out to be false and knavish; and then another and another, and when this has happened several times to a man, especially when it happens among those whom he deems to be his own most trusted and familiar friends, and he has often quarreled with them, he at last hates all men, and believes that no one has any good in him at all.
(I'm quoting Plato pretending quote quote Socrates)
If we were as hard on other people as we are on ourselves, we'd be sadists.
Misanthropy leads not only to a loss of others, but also a loss of love of oneself.
Loving yourself is the key to loving others. But sometimes, that's hard.
So whenever you feel that you don't love yourself.
Because you did something bad, or dumb.
Remember that I love you anyway.
If I say something mean, it doesn't detract from how much I love you. I'm just the kind of person who finds kindness in cruelty. In harsh honesty. The duality doesn't detract from either part of the whole.
And maybe that isn't the kind of love you want.
Maybe it isn't even the kind of love you need.
But it's the only love I have for you.
And if you don't have anything, please remember and accept my love for you. It's got to be better than no love at all.