When I stopped feeling

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I don't know when exactly this happened. When did feelings of concern for people cease to exist?
I think that's when I stopped talking.
Living in a world where people want your attention, your concern and to care about them is not very easy. Especially when they don't accept it.
An irony of life.
How many times in a conversation:
– I have a bad habit of telling people the truth to their faces.
I end up answering:
– No problem, I like you to do that.
To then hear comparisons with people and characters I don't like. Because her answer wasn't true, it was insulting.
The point is that we want to be truly polite, to lift someone's spirits, but they want our silence. Or not? No, because even if we remain silent, they will eventually say that we don't care.
The same thing about asking what a person has when we see that they are bad and the answer is: nothing.
Still, it is insisted, because there is concern and because it matters, to continue with: nothing.
And then it hurts to read on a social network or even from a person that no one cares, because no one realizes that it's bad.
And so little by little, we disappear, no longer caring, no longer asking, because what it seems is that people just really want to have someone to share their frustrations with. Or just stay there in the corner with their pain, crying that the world just throws its w@#$das at them and that no one understands them.
But when someone targets and cares about them, they prefer to stay there, away from everything and everyone.
Maybe they were me. Stopped feeling and caring. Or maybe not, because people who stop feeling cease to exist.
They are remembered at some point in time as: “where is that….”, but the thought is lost with other things.
But there are also those who accept that we care about them. And these bring us back.
Therefore, when you respond to someone, don't slam the door in their face. Because you can hurt someone who really cared about you.
And how many actually care?

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