Social Awkwardness

I really don't mind if you sit this one out
My words are a whisper
Your silence a shout

I have a preference for being alone with animal companions. My motto is,"you never have to wonder what an animal means or question their intent", they are authentic.
If awkward around most humans unable to ascertain their meanings and egoic tactical maneuvering. Chances are I'll inadvertently do or say something in appropriate that will be held against me as evidence of incompetence.
People shrug and think I prefer to be alone, which I do, but why.

Some things are better left unsaid, but most aren't. Situations with my relatives come to mind. They don't say something and of course since we're all connected the unsaid thing hangs in the air like a mystery. It breeds division, those who know vs those left out. 
It's stupid for a major issue to be swept under the rug and the offender silently shunned when a little painful honesty would keep everyone on the same plane.

Who's feelings are you saving. What feelings are you saving.
The feeling of advantage to be the one who knows better?
Sounds like another ego trap to me.
They are feelings of superiority as far as I can tell.
Months, years or decades later when the unsaid surfaces. It's like, whaaa? Why didn't anyone tell me. Fuck you.

Keep the offender in their place that's why.
Keep a lable handy, the little one, the foolish one, or worse yet victim of arrested development, as if retarded. Help the retarded for they are unfortunate unable to navigate without assistance from the competent.
Division in the microcosm.

Family programming brought in the open.
Ya know what, that's why I like animals. Since I was treated this way the entirety of my days I've been conditioned to see through and not to trust humans.
Once I've caught you in your lies to yourself and to me don't expect me to feel companionable love or gratitude. I feel companionable love and gratitude for honesty, especially painful honesty.
Yeah new age platitudes, healing anscestoral trauma, that's me, yada yada.

"Honest to the point of recklessness"
" on The fool on the hill"

So I sit on my mountain estate, accomplished and aware, happy and fulfilled, creating more reality like an oncoming train.
Apart from you, not better, not disadvantaged.
I made this home, it's what I envisioned. I made this life with time for art and woods to roam.
Actually the less I see or interact with you the better. Who's  shunned now.
Division in the microcosm.
We as humanity need to grow beyond that shit.
Namaste