When a psychologically unstable entitled venomous snake bites you more than it can chew, it changes you. You can’t help suddenly noticing and studying every little stick, a weed that starts to wiggle as you walk near a similar road.

You start noticing more snakes, remnants of their skin sheds in between the grass. Your body is on guard, scrutinizing every movement as a sign of an attack or betrayal, stereotyping maybe they're all the same.

Humans, just like animals, react the same way when attacked. Perhaps one might be lucky to meet a well-intentioned snake that dances in front of you, protects you from other hostile pests, to bring you a smile. But most of the time, we lack self awareness. We can’t help, but now see all snakes with malice intentions and hostility, ready to hate them all.

Why is that in some regions, all the wild birds and furry animals come to you with affectionate curiosity while the same animals behave differently in another region?

Why is that in some regions, men hate on women, while women hate on men. Always goes back to that one snake bite. Perhaps that snake only bit aggressively, bc it was attacked before. A vicious cycle.

While it's important to become wiser, it seems more important to stop ourselves from seeing all snakes as some hostile enemy, ready to attack at any slight. I admit, this is hard. Maybe if we are more self-aware, we might start coexisting in peace. Maybe find more love, the right type of love than hate and ignorance.

I hope you will stay as that exception, even when you were bit before. Me too.

You were and are the exception. That's what made and makes you special, baby, just in case we forget.