September 15, 2015
I have had apathy on my mind since last night when I ran into a friend whose life has been a landslide of troubles for a few years now. Each time he tries to get his footing, another rock tumbles in his path. I understand that pattern of life very well, for I have suffered from the effects of more than a couple of landslides in my life. What always saved me was my ability to pull myself up and out of the mire of rocks and stones and refuse to feel apathetic about my life and others around me.
Apathy is a cruel emotion that masks itself in the guise of “I don’t feel sorry for myself, I don’t give a shit about anything.” But, therein is the truth, because when you “don’t give a shit,” you are indeed feeling sorry for yourself and not caring about anything is your protective guard wall that you wrap around yourself instead of a pair of loving arms. It is the apathetic person that needs friends, and keeps themselves closed off from relationships. It is the apathetic person who is welled up with grief and knows not how to express it. And thus, happiness and joy escape the apathetic person. Sometimes there is no talking to the apathetic person, they don’t want to hear about the things they can do to “fix” their lives. Staying stuck in the mire is sadly where they may want to be, though deep down inside there is often a hidden desire to be loved, for is that not what we all long for?
Namaste… Pamela
