That’s a fair response.
What I’ve noticed is that, for whatever reason, there’s a certain percentage of the population that just have as extremely strong aversion to the feeling of being taken advantage of. How this belief often manifests is an empirical belief that there must be some extraordinary benefit that amasses to people who claim certain statuses (ie: Black people must get so much special treatment in admissions/the workplace or trans people are so admired in schools that teenagers are faking being trans to get those cool points) because what else could possibly motivate people to stoop so low as to manipulate other people into falsely claiming those statuses if it were not for some extraordinary reward.
The problem is, once you try and empirically test any of these claims by talking to people who are part of these groups, you realize that, in actuality, people in those groups don’t really get shit worth talking about and certainly not enough that manipulating other people is the primary reason. Where I think you need to be left with is the understanding that the byproduct might be manipulating other people but the root cause is actually manipulating yourself.
I forget whether you’ve been a parent or not but I’m sure we’ve all had experiences with children close to us where something in life is hard so we make up all the reasons why it’s ok for us not to do the hard thing: Maybe I’m just naturally bad at math or maybe I don’t have what it takes to develop healthy eating habits or maybe I was just naturally born ugly and nothing will ever make me pretty or maybe I’ll always be the screwup who hurts everyone around me etc etc etc.
I believe one of the core duties of a parent is helping children navigate through this maze of self-doubt and develop the confidence to tackle the challenges of life as something we fundamentally owe our children and I also believe that shit ain’t easy and it’s not a matter of snapping your fingers and everything is fixed but a grinding process of one step forward, two steps backward messiness for which ultimately patience is the only virtue that will keep you sane. Part of what makes parenting so difficult is bearing the brunt of the outcomes of those self-limiting beliefs as children spray their collateral damage of their insecurity onto 3rd parties who did nothing to deserve it and to love them anyway by understanding they are not doing it because they enjoy hating other people, but because they can’t bear the pain of hating themselves.
Of course, none of this shit ends in childhood, we take all that damage with us for the rest of our lives and we all, to varying extents, suffer from the fallout of that. But you are not a parent to these people, you can set healthy boundaries and understand that you can extend empathy without extending sympathy. If the primary emotion you’re feeling is judginess, is there a way to transmute that feeling into disappointment that this particular person was not able to fight this particular demon of theirs this particular time in front of you? You can still seperate the actions from the motives, regardless of whatever motives, the action was uncool and it’s a personal choice within you whether to forgive them of the action or not but I find personally I’ve never gotten much profit from peering too deeply into the why vs the what.
There are certain friends in my life I give a lot of grace to their actions being hurtful to me because deep down, I see they’re a good person struggling and as long as that genuine desire is there, I’m willing to grant the patience and grace to help them at least a little bit along that journey. For everyone else, I can’t save the world. Life is hard and people are fucked up and I can feel bad and also wish them all the best on their separate journey. Unlike you where you are required to interact with people trying to get something out of you, I have much more freedom to set up my own personal boundaries. But I wonder if you can do a better job leaving work at work and doing a better job in your personal life to have more of a “man, that sucks, shit’s fucked up for you. In an ideal world, something would have happened in your childhood that helped you see past your excuses but also, parenting is hard and it’s not my business to know what your life story is but hope you figure your shit out” attitude?