What happened to humanity?

Have we become so eroded within ourselves, so fragmented, that we can’t hold compassion for opposing opinions, even when those opinions are hateful?

I get it. Corruption starts in the heart, then spreads to words, then actions. But when did opinions start costing people their lives? Since when is dying, unjustly, something to be celebrated, just because someone’s beliefs had a ceiling?

When did we stop feeling bad for those who are ignorant, for those who lack awareness? Instead, we get triggered. We rage. We bait each other for clicks and views. And I wonder, is that really any different from the hate we claim to be against? If you’re celebrating death, what does that say about you?

It’s strange to me , the outrage when people show love or mourning for someone others deem undeserving. “Why do you feel for him,” they ask, “when there are innocent mothers and children dying in the world?” As if empathy is a finite resource. As if we can’t care about more than one thing at a time.

Since when did we start dictating where someone’s compassion is allowed to go? Since when did we believe we had the authority to measure someone else’s humanity?

We all fall short. Every one of us knows how hard it is to stay good in a world that thrives on division, hate, and profit. And maybe I am just rambling, but I can't help but feel like we’ve numbed ourselves, let the outside world tell us what to think, how to feel, what side to be on.

We don’t choose for ourselves anymore, and when we do, we aren’t even respected for it.

We don’t have to believe in each other’s beliefs. We can disagree. We can guide, if we have the patience and depth to. But most people don’t. They react, in a blink, and that becomes truth.

So I don’t know. Maybe the real question is, who have we become? Has the instability within ourselves played a role in the instability of the world? Are we, the everyday people, just as much to blame as the ones in power?