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User Profile: SsleepyHollow
SsleepyHollow May 27th

Hello everyone! I hope you are all doing well and staying safe. I felt the need to share something with you that makes me feel good inside. It is certainly not something you haven’t heard before.

Many times, the pace of life is so fast that we fail to notice the things around us, especially nature, which somehow always finds a way to appear, even through concrete sidewalks with just a small branch or sprout.

So, quite often, I arrange to go for a walk with someone who makes me feel safe and calm—most of the time with my dog or my partner. We don’t go out to have serious conversations or engage in the usual everyday talk. We don’t go for coffee or food. Instead, we go somewhere outdoors, into nature—anywhere really—and that is where what I call “let’s go search for adventure… and maybe treasures” begins.

When we were children and spent time outside, even something simple—an object that didn’t belong to nature, or something from nature we had never seen before, or simply something we found beautiful—would spark our curiosity and draw us in. That is exactly what I seek during these walks.

Sometimes we simply find things people have left behind and wonder how they ended up there. Other times, we observe the activities of birds, follow the path of an insect, or simply watch the clouds pass by. We notice how the trees dance in the rustling wind, how the sun hides behind the clouds, how bees travel from flower to flower, the insects and species living on the ground, the cats and dogs around us, and the scent of flowers.

At times, instead of nature, we find ourselves in a busy place. We observe people—the way they dress, whether they seem anxious, where they might be going, or where they are coming from. One day, I had an assignment at school to observe only people’s hands and what they were doing. And truly, almost reverently, I watched with deep fascination how some people held their supermarket bags tightly, while others loosely held their phones, kept their fists closed, or held hands with one another. Somehow, I could almost feel their stories and their worries.

I would almost encourage everyone to take this kind of walk at least once—if not once a month—and become a little explorer. To leave themselves at home for a while and step outside as an observer, as an external presence. To become, for a little while, invisible to their problems and worries and instead focus on the world around them.

Thank you very much for giving me the opportunity to be here with you. I am truly enjoying this journey I have begun, and I am always here for anything you may need.

Have a beautiful day!

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@SleppYHollow

This is a beautiful account. Thanks for sharing.

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SsleepyHollow OP May 28th

❤️❤️❤️

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liuanhuaming May 30th

@SsleepyHollow

Bad listener you are what a hyprocrite

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liuanhuaming May 30th

@chakiew

hypocrite

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liuanhuaming May 30th

@SsleepyHollow

I used the word "hypocrite" because of the contrast between the values expressed in your post and the experience I had with you as a member.

In your post, you talk about slowing down, observing people, appreciating their stories, noticing their worries, and becoming more aware of what others may be carrying inside. You encourage people to step outside themselves and see the world through a more compassionate lens.

When I came to you, I was sharing something deeply personal. I explained that I felt jealous of a classmate who gets straight A's, not because I wanted her to fail, but because heartbreak had affected my studies and left me wondering what my academic journey might have looked like if I hadn't gone through that pain.

Instead of feeling understood, I felt judged when you asked me:

"Do you think they worth those grades?"

"Do you think you work as hard as she does in order to achieve those kinds of grades yourself?"

To me, those questions felt dismissive of everything I had just shared. I wasn't asking for praise, excuses, or entitlement. I was talking about grief, regret, and the emotional consequences of heartbreak.

So when I later read your post about understanding people's stories and being sensitive to what they carry inside, I couldn't reconcile that message with my experience.

That is why I used the word "hypocrite."

Not because you asked a difficult question, but because the empathy and understanding described in your post were not what I felt from you when I was vulnerable and asking for support.

Others may disagree with my interpretation, and they are entitled to their opinions. This is simply my honest account of why I reacted the way I did.