I hate school. I hate what it does to us. Erases out vibrancy, tears off our wings, teaches us to do those things to others and ourselves. I hate the walls painted as dull as minds who will never find joy in learning from the damage they’ve sustained, the walls imprisoning us. I hate the teachers who see and can not care, and the ones who see and do nothing. I hate the masquerade to act as if we haven’t been shattered, the masquerade of things no longer human. But mostly I hate the way every thing they do is meant as a funhouse mirror made of terror, making us believe we are powerless, making us tell ourselves we are nothing more than dust we breathe in and breathe out. I hate the way it trains us to believe we are anything less than infinite. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it.
I know what you mean. I think we have all felt it, even if our school experiences were somewhat tolerable. We can clearly see this in the spike in mental health issues in young individuals. It seems so crazy for us to be so little and to be going through so damn much. But, as adults i think we can really do something, even at a personal level.