I wrote this back in 2024, during a time when I was transitioning from a mindset torn between two desires. I had been struggling with an unsatisfying trajectory in friendships—plagued by a deep frustration with inauthenticity, social expectations, and the transactional nature of many connections.

As a deeply spiritual/intuitive person who seeks authenticity and realness, my intuitive nature makes it impossible to not see the truth behind the veil. I’ve realized that a life surrounded by people often leads to a lack of authenticity, as the ego scrambles for vanity to be validated and accepted. People say they want real friends and real opinions—until you show up and offer exactly that.

Maybe I’m jaded. After countless times of offering my authenticity and genuine friendship, only to be met with self-interest and selfishness. I’ve had to reflect on my own vanity—the times when I, too, sought connection for all the wrong reasons. But I think I’ve come to a sense of peace with the realities of the social world. Growing internally will always be far more important to me than growing within groups of people.

I recently read that I might be neurodivergent. At times, it feels like there are far more who hate me than like me. But I’m okay with both—because none of it is actually a reflection of me.

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Why Is Everyone So Fake?

People are so strange.
I see it every day.

People don’t actually like you—
They like the cool things you do.
People don’t actually see you—
They just perceive what they want from you.

They’re always so eager to know you,
Just to see what you can do.
How can you benefit me?
How can I drain you?

They smile so eagerly—
“Be my friend, my best, best friend!”
But only if you’re:
Popular.
Interesting.
Pretty.
Wealthy.
Successful.
Skinny.
Fun.

Do not be human.
Do not be flawed.
Do not have an actual opinion—
That makes me think more than I have to.

Don’t rock the boat.
Be nice.
Be pretty.
Shhh…
Don’t have a personality that makes me uncomfortable.

Why is everyone so fake?
I can’t stand it.
It drives me insane.

They pretend to be your friend—
Smile with you,
Joke with you,
Talk shit with you.

Just don’t make me uncomfortable by being you.
How much can I use you?
What do you have that makes me shine?

Gimme, gimme, gimme—
Vampires.

Why is everyone so fake?
Liars, all pretending to be something they’re not.
Fake smiles.
Fake faces.
Fake personalities.

Why is everyone so fake?

Choose your sanity and isolation—
Or choose the path of melted brains and values.

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Thank you for taking the time to read this piece. This is my personal blog, where I share my rants, moods, and thoughts as they come. If my words trigger you, maybe it’s best to read something else. I’m moving forward from a place of acceptance—learning to navigate the world as it is while cultivating tolerance and patience as I continue to grow from within.

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