I’m talking about childhood here, not adolescence. This isn’t about getting a job in high school, it’s about what was in your piggy bank when you were ten.
Anyone else have that thing where you get stressed out when someone else is in a bad mood because now it’s your responsibility to make them feel better, but if you’re in a bad mood and someone tries to cheer you up you get stressed out because now it’s your responsibility to pretend that it’s helping to make them feel better.
Oh so this is probably a trauma thing too. Bitches have one terrible childhood and then make it their whole personality. I’m bitches.
even if you care deeply about some specific kind of suffering you do not have to fill your life with as many upsetting stories of that type of suffering as possible. that is just signing up to have a bad time.
does you absorbing this information help you benefit a cause? and even if you are benefitting a cause, are you doing something productive with more of these stories or are they just making you feel bad? are you taking more effective action or just getting overwhelmed with sadness? is surrounding yourself with stuff that upsets you helping you more than it hurts you?
