Please discuss. Haha.
I’ve been thinking about fragile male ego (my own), sensitivity or insensitivity to the feelings of others, enjoying life vs. thinking it’s serious. About how I don’t like getting my feelings hurt, but wonder if sometimes in saying what’s on my mind, I hurt the feelings of others. Though I know that usually I don’t; I’m often quiet around others precisely because I don’t want to offend. But…that’s not just altruism–I don’t want to inadvertently say something to them that hurts them or otherwise invites them to reveal their insensitivity, so that they then feel permission to hurt me.
The other problem is, I can’t believe people (including myself) sometimes. Life should basically be a party of good feelings. We’re only here for a little while. What’s with the negativity? What’s with “getting upset”? I don’t know if I’m thinking of anything specific or not. Oh, I know, you might say that college and law school and certain job experiences hurt my feelings in a way that I have never, and don’t think will ever, recover from. I suppose that’s a form of upset. And I don’t even recall why, so don’t ask. I just have a sense that participating in the world leads to utter shit. But…so what? I’m enjoying life anyway. On my own. If you want to help me, bring over a beer and let’s watch something like The Hangover. Let’s go to Vegas or Kathmandu.