I don’t believe that life is supposed to make you feel good, or to make you feel miserable either. Life is just supposed to make you feel.
Thinking about people, I feel disappointed. So many people give up their power. They avoid the hard work that comes with personal responsibility and willingly make themselves subject to others. It happens in big ways and in small ways. Usually, it involves believing a claim because it aligns with their current beliefs (confirmation bias) or comes from an “expert” (argument from authority).
I tend to feel a lot about a lot of things. I definitely don’t follow my brother’s beliefs about men. “Men don’t cry. Men don’t hug. They hide everything and just present stoic fronts.” He hated when my Mom wanted us to hug good-bye.
In fact, I think I hide my feelings too much.
I am staring at the screen trying to decide what to say after that statement. I typed it and deleted it like three times.
It’s just that there are times when I feel it’s inappropriate to show how you really feel. I think a lot of people see someone who shows their feelings a lot and think they are weak. And that bothers me.
Sometimes I feel like I am going through life without an instruction book that everyone assumes I have… and then they keep changing the rules.