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It never ceases to amaze me that it seems no one truly understands how the human mind works. Add emotion to the mix and it’s anyone’s guess what someone’s thinking. Yet, despite this seemingly incomprehensible status of human thought, it’s this topic that I tend to spend the most time reflecting on.
In the past week or so, I’ve been confronted with several aspects of human suffering in one form or another. Anything from the simple bout of sickness to deep emotional pain that’s heartbreaking just to watch. Aside from the internal ailments of the body, the majority of this pain is caused by other humans and to be honest, it just seems wrong. I realize I’m not on the verge of any philosophical breakthroughs (many people have commented on the foolishness and hurtful ways of humanity as a whole), but I find it deepens my loathing for people in general to see friends causing each other pain - the kind of pain you wouldn’t want to inflict even on someone you had no feelings for. A bit of my anger from this is selfishly motivated; I know what it’s like to have someone entirely turn their back on you and not have a chance to say goodbye. But that is not the reason I’m striving to help this acquaintance, or really anyone who feels this way. It’s a horrible burden to spend every day (even if only for a moment) regretting never having a final farewell and it’s a burden no one should bear.
The excuse of “I don’t mean to cause you pain” is no help - in fact, it tends to make situations worse. Why? Because now the person knows that you’re just doing what you think is normal and it’s hurting them; it makes it seem like your natural way of acting is painful to them. It becomes infinitely worse when the person in question has more than a friendly interest in the “perpetrator.” Regardless of degrees of emotional interest, it’s an awful feeling that cannot be properly put into words.
To be entirely honest, I don’t even feel like going into what I was foreshadowing earlier with my own situation. All I can say is I feel foolish for having a great day then coming home only to think of all of this. I’ll never understand how the human mind can be capable of a type of empathy that causes pain to someone else; it’s the downfall of complex socialization - what hurts one person may please another and vice versa. The point is, you have to choose who is worth making happy and who you feel you can deal with hurting. Is it always the right choice? Is it always an easy choice? No, not at all. But it does get tiring to be considered “strong enough” to handle being the one chosen to take the pain.
If only the weak could understand their blessings.
In the past week or so, I’ve been confronted with several aspects of human suffering in one form or another. Anything from the simple bout of sickness to deep emotional pain that’s heartbreaking just to watch. Aside from the internal ailments of the body, the majority of this pain is caused by other humans and to be honest, it just seems wrong. I realize I’m not on the verge of any philosophical breakthroughs (many people have commented on the foolishness and hurtful ways of humanity as a whole), but I find it deepens my loathing for people in general to see friends causing each other pain - the kind of pain you wouldn’t want to inflict even on someone you had no feelings for. A bit of my anger from this is selfishly motivated; I know what it’s like to have someone entirely turn their back on you and not have a chance to say goodbye. But that is not the reason I’m striving to help this acquaintance, or really anyone who feels this way. It’s a horrible burden to spend every day (even if only for a moment) regretting never having a final farewell and it’s a burden no one should bear.
The excuse of “I don’t mean to cause you pain” is no help - in fact, it tends to make situations worse. Why? Because now the person knows that you’re just doing what you think is normal and it’s hurting them; it makes it seem like your natural way of acting is painful to them. It becomes infinitely worse when the person in question has more than a friendly interest in the “perpetrator.” Regardless of degrees of emotional interest, it’s an awful feeling that cannot be properly put into words.
To be entirely honest, I don’t even feel like going into what I was foreshadowing earlier with my own situation. All I can say is I feel foolish for having a great day then coming home only to think of all of this. I’ll never understand how the human mind can be capable of a type of empathy that causes pain to someone else; it’s the downfall of complex socialization - what hurts one person may please another and vice versa. The point is, you have to choose who is worth making happy and who you feel you can deal with hurting. Is it always the right choice? Is it always an easy choice? No, not at all. But it does get tiring to be considered “strong enough” to handle being the one chosen to take the pain.
If only the weak could understand their blessings.