Talking to people on Gaia is so awkward. Even more awkward than talking without a monitor in front of you at all. There's irony in that, because with the monitor there I monitor what I say to people.
In person, I'd be just another person that you see alone in a corner, thinking they're stuck-up or else a loner, when really they vary from socially inept to socially anxious. The person you walk up to to try to give them company but stares off into space while you talk to them, not doing well with small talk and seemingly stupid when you talk about things that matter because the person either only vaguely knows what you're talking about but keeps trying to use educated guesses or the person that knows more about what you're talking about than you do but secretly gets angry with you for assuming otherwise. I am the person you'd think was stupid, if you were yourself.
After years of talking to me, if you didn't realize I still didn't think you cared about anything I really had to say, not that I had nothing to say, you would be the person that rage would be fueled at, but not shown.
Because I am the spirit of anger, hating all things despite logic suggesting I should not. Wishing on all things utter destruction, annihilation, extinction.
Hating, and loving... on odd days.
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I happen to like your mother very much, indeed.
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