Both seem equally deadly so I’m not sure if it matters. But for what it’s worth I think I’d rather be surrounded by people who don’t care. At least that way I can’t hate them for being hypocrites. Like the trees and birds and stars that don’t give a shit about me, I’m fine with them. But I can’t stand all the self-serving phonies who constantly tell me they care but conveniently disappear when things get real.
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Depends on how they act. Non-caring and non-toxic people would be my preference since I do not wish to live. If they don’t care, their feelings will not be hurt, and I won’t feel guilty either.
Either way you’re surrounded, i’d just hang back with the birds and trees.
The worst category are those who say they care, but in reality don’t. I have just dumped one who worked for the MH system because I could not stand his hypocrisy. He really sickened me.
I’ve got a mix of both in my life. I like the people who care but can’t do anything because hey, at least they give a sh*t. I don’t like people who don’t care about me. 😛 If you’re important to me, I wanna be important to you, even if i’m too much to handle and that causes you to be unavailable when I’m in a bad place. You know?
I agree with 100%, when things start to get serious people who attempted to care backs off and ignores you. Only objects with opinion that goes on with life without commenting or intervenijg with you are the best.
I vote with Oxalis. I’d like to think someone gives a crap, even though I believe not. I’m scared of dying alone, just the way I’ve lived, and fantasize about someone being there with me as I slip into sleep. From what I expect from the books & websites I’ve read, N will be quick. I just don’t want to lie there alone, taking the drugs alone, waiting alone. My first year in m school I drove to San Fran, rented a nice hotel room & invited my friends throughout the US & Europe to come have a party, but no one would come… Didn’t feel good at all.
But maybe if they cared they’d try to stop me. That would certainly be worse. Argh! I can’t make up my mind–but I do foremost want to be free to leave.
You know, what I’ve found is that as cliche as the old saying is, “A friend in need is a friend indeed.” I can put up with a lot, if it’s for a friend. And I never ask for anything in return. I don’t keep score, I don’t count favors, I don’t keep track. I might have done them a million favors and received none in return. Or perhaps the other way around. Either way I care just as deeply, just as truly, and I don’t make any judgments.
But the thing is, I find most people can’t reciprocate. Oh they talk the good game, but in the end they reach their “breaking point”. Some faster than others. What I’ve discovered is that usually people like us, if possible, tend to band together. Because WE’VE been there, we’ve experienced it. So we’ll never give up on you, since we went down that dark road and came out the other side. Living proof there’s light at the end of the tunnel.
If a person cares only until times got tough for you, then they didn’t care at all. It’s as simple as that. Now if a friend cares and can’t really do much besides provide sympathy? While it doesn’t seem like much, it’s worth more than they think. Sometimes the genuine concern of one good friend can mean the difference between life and death.