I'm rarely a hater. But when I am, it isn't impulsive or personal. It comes from ethics. From nuance. From sitting with something long enough to see past the surface. From noticing patterns. From asking who it protects, who it costs, and who is expected to stay quiet to keep things comfortable. I don't arrive at dislike easily. I exhaust empathy first. I give context its full chance. So if something earns my rejection, it's usually because it survived my curiosity, my patience, my benefit of doubt and still failed to sit right. It's not hate for the sake of reaction. It's discernment with a backbone.