Operation Interact

Why do we turn into ourselves when we get hurt? Why does it feel better to alienate and lick our wounds and become "more independant"? This world is such an incredible blend of interconnectedness and alienation; synthetic exchanges and close intimacy; dying alone and dying all together. Why do I feel like I have to fight for closeness, like it makes people uncomfortable, like its WRONG of me? And why do I want to hide within myself too when others hurt me, when others decide they want to alienate and stay within themselves? I wish it was easier for me to accept, to not care, to operate on auto-pilot without any reaction to the ebb and flow of the diversified "situation" we're in called LIVING.

Instead, I'm sad for you.