“mental health matters until i negatively affect others”
“mental health matters until i cant take accountability”
“mental health matters until i am a genuinely bad person”
“mental health matters until i violate someone’s boundaries”
“mental health matters until the abused becomes the abuser”
why do you expect us to sympathize someone who is toxic..abuse is still abuse, even if done by a mentally ill person.
True love ♥️♥️🦜
Empathy, the ability to understand and share the feelings of another, is often referred to as the cornerstone of emotional intelligence. In relationships, empathy acts as a bridge, connecting individuals on a profoundly deep level. It goes beyond mere understanding; it involves feeling with someone, experiencing their joys and sorrows as if they were your own. This article delves into the vital…
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Being underemployed
In India underemployment is a big issue.
The arrows are pointing towards a known underemployed , idk how many others are there who have PhDs and are teaching as high school teachers at minimal wages.
The brave underemployed who told us she was underemployed having a PhD in economics was teaching us the whole sst subject. The frustration is evident in everything she ever did.
Once I asked her a question online cause it was a holiday mind my words a proper meaningful questions of economics.
She ignored it never mentioned about it in the class. I was okay. The next month I reach home I get a MSG from her on the class group to send her the number she had written on my project. She also mentioned that it was very important and urgent for her . So I sent her the no.
Now when I think about it that please that she wrote in her msg was her Karma of ignoring a student but I still believe that she should not be underemployed or else her pride will keep on hurting and she might never be able to explore her true potential.
Also our prime minister should launch underemployment funds cause unemployment and underemployment are not very different
My sympathies
(on depression and chronic pain, and those without it.)
Ignorance is Bliss
I had never truly understood the saying
“Ignorance is Bliss,”
The thought of not knowing is terrifying
But then I let someone in, and saw it there;
“Ignorance is Bliss.”
She has lived a life in Difference.
I wonder often if I would like to be
“Ignorance is Bliss,”
For to love without its opposite has become my day-star wish.
So now I see her in her Difference,
“Ignorance is Bliss”
And evny how she must live in her bones,
For in my bones lives a thing unblessed with
“Ignorance is Bliss.”
It knaws happily at the displacement in my gut.
Now spilling these guts from your mouth makes her wish for
“Ignorance is Bliss.”
But the wish manifests as disgusted pity.
How could i ever make the world love me?
“Ignorance is Bliss.”
When it is shrouded in all of this?
And you wish to understand the saying;
“Ignorance is Bliss.”
i wrote this about a friend who would only ever feel sympathy not empathy and the effort of the explanation exhausted me. Her ignorance is blissful as she has never woke up tired in a physical and mental way, bone deep aches that have to be left unrelieved.
please never offer condolences, sweet nothings
so now i ask you to think, what do you feel, sympathy or empathy? sure you may feel more, but of the two? can you feel the anger, the sence of injustice lingering between the words? can you hear that i am desperate?
After the older stories by the Grimm Brothers, A Picture of Dorian Gray, and The Lottery in high school--finding the newly written “The Pillowman” was like a breath of fresh air. Another story that twisted your world upside down and had an element of supernatural while also being so accurate about the aspects and attitudes of human nature, just made me feel so at peace.
The Pillowman is fascinating to me as overall it’s a short story, quick read but has so much depth. There is very little filler, you find out what you need and that’s that. Also, there is great complexity and skill to someone who can make you sympathize with someone who should be seen as evil--whether or not they truly are evil or that sympathy is warranted
Most people got annoyed with me as I freaked out seeing a spider in my class today. The spider was small, I admit, but it was jumping like crazy in a lightning speed. And trust me when I say, it scared me to death.
I'm not joking when I say I'm scared of spiders. Spiders are my worst nightmares.
I was scared of it since I was a child. My mother also used to get annoyed at me. Whenever I complained about a spider in our bathroom, she would force me to go in, instead of removing it. I feared it so much, that I had scary nightmares of it for a long time. I even cried myself to sleep some nights. I would pray to God to remove all kinds of spiders around me.
I got older. But my fear didn't go. Recently I went to stay with one of my aunts from my father's side of the family. There were huge spiders on their walls of the room I was staying in. And guess what? I stayed up most of the night and watched them move along the walls. Since I was very tired, eventually I fell asleep. But the moment I woke up next day, I searched for the location of those little creatures immediately.
An information to you, who get annoyed by any people freaking out at a thing which you may find pretty silly: People don't freak out to get attention.
I swear, I was embarrassed to death when I came to my sense after those brief moments of panic. I could hear my heart beating upto my throat. As an overthinker, I would probably relive those moments the whole day and probably the whole week. It's not like I can make all the choices for my brain.