Genuinely, who cares? I constantly battle between a state of pessimistic “what’s the point in doing anything, why even bother” and the complete opposite with hopefulness and positivity of “there is no point so you get to choose! Who cares what you’re doing, live your life for you! There are endless possibilities!” I believe there is massive truth in a simple “who cares?” Every single individual is constantly worrying about themselves to where they couldn’t possibly be caring about you. We are so wrapped up in our own worlds, why would someone else’s opinion on your life matter?
DISCLAIMER!
Of course, I say this with the base foundation that what you are doing is good and not harming to yourself or others. It absolutely does matter if you’re basing your life off of harming or destroying others, the world, etc. But I believe it’s fair to say if you’re reading this, you know the sentiment I’m making.
The society we have built today all came from decisions and choices of people before. Why then do we limit ourselves in stagnancy with the rhetoric “that’s just how things are.” What do you mean that’s just the way it is?! Who said? Change it then! Is life, in a sense, not just a made up construct of previous generations figuring out what it means to be alive and stay alive? Are these rules in place not made from decisions of individuals before? Can we then not change the rules to better reflect a more efficient way to do things? Is surviving not about change and adapting?
So who cares if what you’re trying to accomplish is “impossible” or “not feasible.” Who cares if you make a decision for your life that goes against the grain. Who cares if you simply don’t care and just want to live life and be alive, not bogged down by expectation from society! That’s the beauty of it all! Life can feel a lot like the guy on the left, but it’s important to remember you can be the guy on the right, finding meaning wherever you go.
I find myself a bit like the man on the left, feeling more nihilistic in the mundane, but then I remind myself to be like the guy on the right. Maybe it’s a bit absurdist in thinking and more of an existentialist viewpoint, but I find it to be true. Because it is true – who cares! There’s a beauty in creating life for yourself and making it matter in a way that is important to you. Everyone knows we’re on this giant rock hurdling at speeds the human mind can’t begin to comprehend, in a galaxy that’s moving even faster. If everything is relative anyway, then who cares if you don’t want to work in an office? And so what if you do! That’s the beauty of it all – it’s your choice to make.
Much like my very first post, I’m still on the journey of finding my own meaning and beauty in my life. There is beauty in the mundane. Don’t let fear in failure stop you from trying. Don’t ignore fear all the time, that’s a very important survival tool that we need to keep us out of life threatening situations, but if your fear is someone judging you because you followed your heart, I think that’s a fine feeling to ignore. Sometimes I’m afraid to do things because I think I’ll look stupid or be a clown, but I’ve already done enough things where, yeah, maybe I was stupid. Maybe I did look like a clown. I’m surrounded by such amazing individuals that wouldn’t think I was stupid in my decisions at all. They’d tell me I was brave, and that it was kind of funny.
Do you know how many times I “shot my shot” with someone I thought was cute and they either: ignored me, weren’t interested, or nothing came of it? (The answer is every single time). But does that stop me from doing it again? Absolutely not. Because remember, who cares! The right people will think it’s funny and respond. If anything, it taught me to be unapologetically myself because life is short, nothing matters, who cares. I live by the motto: “it’s only embarrassing if you let it be.” Also no one really remembers EVERY single time you did something stupid, and if someone did remember all that to make you feel bad, that’s weird, they are weird, and certainly not someone you would want in your life.
A lot of life is just mindset, it really is. It’s accepting the things you can’t control, and working with the things you can. I try to remind myself when I’m feeling particularly very b a d, to be more like the guy on the right. To find beauty in the mundane. To go outside, enjoy nature. Feel the sun on my skin. Laugh with people I love. Because life is short, so who cares how you spend it, as long as you spend it being true to you.