What does it mean to be crazy? Who defines what crazy truly is? Is it the state of simply being "mentally unwell"? "Unfit for society", deemed "a hazard to others", living in "a state not of this world".
We see others as crazy. When something goes wrong, we jump to blame others who were related. It couldn't be us. We couldn't make the mistake. But yet when someone else is involved, it has to be the. Confirmation bias, as psychology calls it.
And this works for insanity, I suppose. Maybe they aren't the crazy one. Maybe we are.
We have been just too blind to see that. In the end, we're all crazy. We're all flawed. We're all human. We have more in common than we like to believe, especially when feelings of such aversion from what we deem crazy is large.
We're all crazy. It just depends on when you accept this fact. Have you? Because I already have.
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