I hate my nation

Finally I realized all problems in my life. Finally I got it. During all my years I was miserable, thinking that I don’t belong to this land, to this country, to this people. But my parents always keep telling me “It is absolutely normal to feel that way”. I almost deal with it. Only now, being in my 30, I understood, that I just hate my nation. Nation made me awful person. Nation made me feel, that people in all around the world are faking while smiling. Nation made me feel, that if somebody nice to you — they probably want to sell you something or tak an advantage.

And the name for the Nation is Ukrainians. Claiming about fighting against corrupcy, we produce more corrupcy, getting into the power sources, desicion-making institutes, we don’t care about people anymore, fuck them, we care about ourselves. Thinking about good things to do, we don’t do them. We are greedy and jealous, all our humanity or generosity is just showing off. All that things, that people from other countries doing just for good, we are doing for publicity and somebody’s appriciation.

We hate everybody, but when we are not — we are showing off. We are ready to go on the main city square to stand for our rights, but we simply don’t know, what does it means.

If you are not in the square with lots of other “happy” people and while visiting some common places, you will notice lots of alcoholics and junkies. But not all of us off course. Other people are just grumpy, depressive or hipsters…

Some might say this is all because of the lack of money, low economy etc. But I can give you plenty of examples of nations who live on much less money than Ukrainians and they are happy. Not about their wealthness, but with the life. It means, that if Ukrainians could have what Americans have, for example, theywould still be depressive and unsatisfied with all around.

There is no way to survive for Ukraine. Never. Because of the Ukrainian nation. Kozzaks, independency heroes, this is all bull shit, beause we don’t know how to live normally. All people, who knew that — died before 1937. All we have today — our deep damaged minds, our hopes, fears, hate, hate, eternal hate. That’s what we have.

I hate my Nation. I hate myself as well. I hate. But I don’t want to anymore.

As I don’t want to be Ukrainian anymore. Enough. I want to live my life peacefully, doing what I love and not what I have to do because I’m Ukrainian. I’m tired to mess with all those difficulties at my country just because I was born there! I’m tired being humiliated at every border checking, when some piece of shit looking at me as at illegal monkey just because I was born in the wrong country!

No, this is not about visas and stuff like that. Not at all.

This is about Nation.

Do you love you Nation?

Are you ready to talk about lacks of your nation? About differences etc?

I am.

I am a citizen of the world, child of my mother and happy nomad. Would you offer me Guatemala passport? I would be happy to accept it.

Would you hate me for this? You might, but I don’t care.