About being anxious
Currently, I'm feeling like I need someone to prove me wrong. About job seeking, about society, about the concept of friendship, about family, about the world. But the thing is that no one cares.
No one will come. No one will hold out a hand. There is no help. Just criticizing.
How can people treat better an unknown stranger into an app than a people they know and always remember whey they have something to do, like a hammer at the botton of a drawyer?
@eaterofwords
Would you accept the proof that anyone offers? How would you know if it’s valid?
What we expect to see filters what we actually do see. Expect others to be cold and dismissive, and it will be difficult to see anything different, hence we “prove” to ourselves that we are correct. The effect is increased by how such a belief affects our body language and facial expression.
With such a personal countenance, odds are that those who might’ve reached out, will avoid doing so because of the appearance that such an outreach will be rejected.
Why are strangers online more likely to treat others better? The perception is that being rejected by someone online has less emotional impact, hence it’s easier to face the risk.
I believe the objective reality is that there are a lot of cold and dismissive people in the world, but there are also some who are warm and wonderful. If you believe they exist, they’ll be easier to spot.
40 years. I searched. Now I really don't believe it. I only saw relationships of self-interest being built, and I didn't even get any exchanges, they only extracted deliveries from me - never a fair agreement.
Proof? At this point, I don't need proof. I need to be proven wrong. If there is value like friendship, let me have a friend. If there is love, let me be loved. If there is a job that doesn't grind my soul down, let me be hired. I don't need proof.
@eaterofwords
"I'm feeling like I need someone to prove me wrong."
77 years I've searched.
Yet we can't prove anything to each other, however convinced we are of our own sense of reality.
My sense of reality tells me that it's just a waste of energy to keep getting up every day and that insisting on it will only make me more disappointed and disillusioned.
Is that it?
Is that the point?
@eaterofwords
I'm not sure if there's an official "the" point that everyone would consider objectively valid.
My point is, expectations filter perception. They can cause blindness, even though the eyes or any physical senses are working fine. Ever notice when buying a vehicle, you begin noticing many more like yours on the road? If someone says, "gee, it's really hot out," a common reaction is to notice yourself feeling warmer. Being in the presence of a depressed person often dims another person's outlook.
There are a great many reasons and abundant evidence to support your point. Yet some people are smiling. Kids are playing. Acts of kindness can be observed. Heartfelt warm feelings can be experienced when lending support to others.
I wonder if an individual can approach true objectivity by arguing passionately, both for and against "the" point.
When depressed enough, it's hard to imagine that any single good thing can exist anywhere in the universe. I've been there. I began making a big deal out of days in which I suffered a bit less. It helped that my work called for me to be supportive of others. At some point, I came to see that on the other side of lost hope and grief, there were signs of something more.
