I have to match the bar of the worst of the worst, for the worst to respect me enough to keep me alive or I wouldn’t be able to continue doing what I do. If you understand those who came before to liberate and how they died, stopping what they were bringing, you’d understand the identity I’m crafting. I’m willing to be hated in exchange to staying alive long enough.

I studied the lives of revolutionaries to learn what to expect, not to just know them.

Because I am trying to account for all of it. Including the parts that are inconvenient to me.

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I talk about things people despise.

Whitewashing. Systematic failures. Leadership ignorance. The shortcomings of AI. Religious expectations. What men get wrong. What women get wrong. What we all get wrong.

And sometimes, the person speaking about what is uncomfortable becomes the person people are uncomfortable with.

I cannot tell you why every person dislikes me. But I can tell you something about what I bring into the room: I do not keep uncomfortable truths in separate rooms to make them easier to tolerate.

Most of what I raise has been raised before. Someone has already challenged it, written about it, protested against it, or lived through it. These conversations did not begin with me.

The difference is that you are hearing so many of them from one vessel.

One person talks about whitewashing. Another talks about institutional failures. Another talks about the second coming. Another questions leadership. Another challenges AI. Another criticises men. Another criticises women. Another looks at humanity and asks, “What the hell are we all doing?”

Then here I come, talking about all of it.

I cannot claim to care about humanity and only examine the parts that flatter my position. I cannot question one person’s behaviour and excuse the same behaviour in someone whose identity, beliefs, or circumstances happen to resemble mine. My own behaviour belongs under that examination too.

Convenience cannot be the boundary of my accountability.

So yes, I relay more things that people do not want to see, more things they hate seeing, and more things they would prefer to address one at a time—if at all.

I understand how the discomfort can become attached to the person carrying the message. But discussing something hateful does not automatically mean I am speaking through hate. Naming something ugly does not mean I am trying to make the world uglier.

Sometimes I am asking why we have become so comfortable leaving it there.

And I laugh, because society might say I “have the balls” to say it all.

Although I still want to know why courage is attached to balls. Unless we are counting boobs too, that expression needs reviewing.

But that is part of the point. Even the language we use to describe courage carries assumptions we rarely stop to examine.

There can be truth inside a perspective we dislike. There can be error inside a perspective we love. The work is learning to distinguish which is which: what holds up, what does not, what is missing, and what changes when we bring another experience into view.

I am interested in how things connect. How one decision affects another life. How a failure in one institution becomes a burden somewhere else. How something that benefits us can still harm someone beyond our immediate view.

Interconnectedness requires us to look beyond the one thing we have learned to depend on for our understanding.

An algorithm can keep showing us the same kind of world. An industry can teach us to recognise only what matters within its boundaries. A family can pass down assumptions so familiar that we mistake them for the limits of reality.

We can learn a great deal inside a bubble and still know very little about what exists outside it.

I do not want familiarity to decide the limits of what I am willing to understand.

So I look through other bubbles. I listen across experiences. I question what each perspective reveals and what it leaves out. I cannot honestly claim to have seen everything, but I can refuse to treat the part I have seen as the whole.

And as I learn, I relay what I am learning. That also means remaining accountable for what I say and willing to correct it. Speaking across many subjects does not make every conclusion right. Being disliked does not prove that I am right either.

But being disliked does not automatically disqualify me.

There are people who are hated and still hold influence. People who are criticised and still lead. People who are deeply unpopular with some and still build successful work.

Their existence tells me that universal approval is not a prerequisite for doing something consequential.

If they can continue while being disliked, I can too.

I am not doing this because I aspire to be the bad person in somebody’s story. I am learning about humanity—the good, the bad, the beautiful, the contradictory—and sharing what that examination brings into view.

It is a massive cross to take on. Especially when people encounter one uncomfortable statement and decide it tells them everything about the person who made it.

But I will not make one bubble my home simply because it offers a more comfortable reception.

I am willing to question every bubble I look through—including my own.

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Let’s write these together. Um I titled it I’m despised because dot dot dot. And the post itself is about the fact that the only reason why I’m despised, the only reason why I’m hated, the only reason why I might be looked down upon or whatever the case might be, really and truly, I don’t care. But the only reason as to why that is is because of the amount of hateful things that I talk about, the amount of despising things that I talk about. But all those things have been said before. Everything that I have said, everything that I have done, everything that I have raised has been done before. It’s nothing new to me. It’s the only newness is the fact that I’m one vessel arguing the more I want. That is really the only difference. And that’s simply because I account for all. I account not just for the things that are convenient. I account also for the things that are inconvenient. And because of that I relay even more things that people either don’t want to see or hate seeing at once. So the projection really is understandable. It’s like one person talking about whitewashing, another person talking about systematic lax, another person talking about the second coming, another person talking about leadership ignorance, another person talking about the lack of AI, another person talking about like all the things that I’ve said, another person talking about how men are shit. Another person talking about how women are shit. Another person talking about how we are all shit. Like, and I laugh because I just happen to have the balls, like humanity, well, like society says, which is just another way to say courage. But I don’t understand why courage is attached to balls unless when we say balls, we’re also taking into account boobs. To say it all all at once. Because there’s truth in everything. It’s whether we actually know how to distinguish which is which, how it all connects, how it all affects us, how it all comes together. It’s interconnectedness versus dependency on one, you know. It’s a massive cross to take on, but at the same time I also understand that there is so many people that are hated that are still in positions of influence. So many people that are hated that are still in positions of power. There are so many people that are hated that are still in positions of success. So if they can, that means that I can too. And I’m not just doing it for the simple fact of being the bad person. I’m saying what needs to be said because I’m learning all aspects of humanity, the good and the bad. And in the learning, I’m relaying it all as well at the same time because majority of people would only, might only learn what their algorithms might show them, might only learn what their industry might show them, might only learn what their familiar, like family cycles might show them, you know. So instead of just looking at what bubble, what one bubble might show me, I look through all bubbles so that I’m making sure that I’m not holding myself in the bubble of one