I sometimes mock them, but sometimes I wonder if I am mocking myself. I have a hard time understanding people. but yet I can’t figure myself out. I have an autistic condition, many do not. I work my ass off, but they don’t.
Maybe that’s where the line gets crossed between accepting them, and not trusting them.
I am talking about the generation born around 1981/82 to the mid 1990s. Sometimes known as Gen Y, many prefer to call them Millennials.