no one knows but all the point was made

 Before, I used to dominate sarcasm and I would use it in extreme situations to make a radical change in people. I wanted them to get there by themselves. To be aware and stronger. So, for instance, once, I played a part to show awful things ppl do, almost died🤦🏽it destroyed me a lot. I imitated all the others as they gossiped and judged. Just aligned with all the toxic mentality group patterns. I was trying to be pernicious and aggressive as others were, just doing the same, mimicking, playing along, showing it, trying to exaggerate so that they would see the awfulness it was and start waking up to how things should be and not allow any more abusive behaviour. The process that people go through unconsciously in order to get to a kinder, more decent and aware is quite complex, but one must persist in perforating that first layer and go deeper. To show human nature and be a mirror, one must be very good and then very bad, so that people actually notice. Like that teacher used to tell us in a class that you have to exaggerate to pass the message, for it to get noticed. God, how I always disliked all that. All so stupid in this world. I just hate all conventions and rules and marketing and patterns. I hated every minute that I had to be someone obnoxious. I was so conflicted because, as always, I was so aware of me doing the whole sarcasm act so that people will recognise it in their lives and wake up once and for all. I had to risk my own life to do all that, just because I wanted everyone to be kinder and more decent human beings and stop being fake. That whole thing was just an automatic reaction, didn't think much unless while and after doing it. Who would've known that playing the devil's part as in those psychology classes I couldn't would now be my big reaction to that whole awful moment in time? 

Though I almost died, I am glad I survived to learn to not ever do it again, stop with the ironies and sarcasm, because I am sick of all and people must learn for themselves, by themselves, to do whatever they should for themselves and others. 

The best thing was that in 2025, after more than one year of the end of therapy and the sequence of ten news of family deaths, I had learned so much about me and who I was no longer and who I've always been truthfully.

I was supposed to die way back then, but as I didn't I had the chance to see how I was so wrong in everything and regarding everyone. People are all weird and they should be left alone with their own questions.