In the time when needing is shameful and anything but perfect is a turnoff,
compassion as an essential interpersonal skill has become dramatically
neglected. Socially desirable interactions revolve exclusively around the
positive, no matter what people want, think or feel. How are you is a
formality and any other answer than fine makes the interlocutor uncomfortable.
And we cannot afford putting others in a weird spot in this pleasure dominated
age, so we hide or split into two Selves, the popular one and the other.
We meet, we talk, but we say nothing.
We spend tremendous amounts of time in the same schools, neighborhoods and
workplaces, yet we know nothing about each other.
In a place with seven billion of us, it’s never been so hard to really talk
to someone.
Showing posts with label loneliness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label loneliness. Show all posts
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Sunday, September 18, 2011
We are what we want
Here’s a question for you: what do you want?
Not for breakfast, not for your birthday, but from life.
What is your purpose? Do you have one? What do you want to be remembered for? Do you even care if you will be remembered at all?
Not for breakfast, not for your birthday, but from life.
What is your purpose? Do you have one? What do you want to be remembered for? Do you even care if you will be remembered at all?
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acceptance,
girl interrupted,
goals,
hapiness,
life,
loneliness,
music,
purpose,
the truth,
wants,
wilco
Saturday, August 6, 2011
Public service announcement: being alone is OK!
Today I had a great day (I’ll admit it, a nap in the afternoon would have made it even better). I mean, a one of those really good days when you wake up energized, positive and relaxed, when you get to do the zillion little things you only have time for during the weekend and enjoy every minute of it. As I sat down in the food court of a mall waiting for my delicious smoothie to be made, I noticed that I was the only one sitting alone at the table. And it dawned on me that not only did I look alone, I was alone! And that, and this was the big blow, it didn’t feel bad at all!!!
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