Sadly bemused
yesterday, a couple of friends were having a private conversation that went on a long time. When they were done one summarized they just needed to compare notes about dealing with extraordinarily dire things in each other's lives and their attempts to grapple with despair concerning this.
I hadn't been excluded because of a lack of willingness to disclose/share data with me. Both have trusted me with their life and shown they'll do anything to save my own. The reason I wasn't included was because it was wordlessly agreed I was too optimistic and lacked a background in grappling with the level of grimness they were discussing so it was unlikely I'd have any useful suggestions and it would just horribly depress me and make me anxious to listen in.
The sad thing is as far as I can tell, they were almost certainly correct.
I'm _really_ not used to being the Pollyanna in the crowd.
I hadn't been excluded because of a lack of willingness to disclose/share data with me. Both have trusted me with their life and shown they'll do anything to save my own. The reason I wasn't included was because it was wordlessly agreed I was too optimistic and lacked a background in grappling with the level of grimness they were discussing so it was unlikely I'd have any useful suggestions and it would just horribly depress me and make me anxious to listen in.
The sad thing is as far as I can tell, they were almost certainly correct.
I'm _really_ not used to being the Pollyanna in the crowd.