I don’t mean it lightly. I don’t mean it jokingly. When I say TCD, it is sincere. There is a deep well of disgust and alienation inside my soul. It corrodes and weakens the foundation. It rots the sense of empathy. I don’t hate them out of malice. I hate them out of helplessness. I hate this world. The reality by itself. I hate that utopia is just a dream. Distant, but yet not approachable. They enable our suffering. They ignore bigotry. They inflict the pain themselves. With every day I feel myself getting farther and farther away. The sympathy dwindles, the rotten disgust is overfilling the well. In the perfect world I would feel compassion to cis people. Not in this one.