Lately i have realized how frequently i use the phrase 'I hate it'. Anything that i don't like or annoys me or simply put me out of my comfort zone falls under the category to be 'hated'.
But is it appropriate to hate? It simply means that i still care for that. Isn't it said that opposite of love is not hate but is to be indifferent?
So why can't I give it a damn in my usual 'I don't care' style? Why the things around my shell are getting so complicated that i feel suffocated. Or I, myself have made this shell so compressed that its rugged edges have started making me bleed.
Is the discontent because of shortcomings around me or my shortcoming that's now surounds me.
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