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08/21/22 A Slippery Slope!

Writer's picture: Wasib JamilWasib Jamil

Updated: Apr 28, 2023

In the face of change, I am becoming colder, both in my heart and my mind. The suffering of others, which once fueled my empathy, now elicits nothing but indifference from me. Is this my response to being hurt? Is this what they call the cure for caring - the moment when one stops caring and all their problems disappear? If it is, then this is a grave problem. How could I lose the very thing upon which I based the superiority of my intellect? Empathy was my most cherished quality. Or is it possible that, beyond that one thing, I simply do not wish to care about anything else? Is this an involuntary defense mechanism at work? If it is, then I want no part of it. The price one pays for self-protection is far too high, especially when hurt remains a constant threat. Will I devolve into sociopathy? Of all things to empathize with, a rick should be the last one.


I wonder why this is happening to me. Perhaps it's the mundanity of my situation. When one is constantly exposed to misery without respite, misery becomes the norm. The mind shifts into survival mode and the heart locks its doors to warmth and vulnerability.


On the other hand, the mundanity may have an adverse effect on the qualities that I cherish. Perhaps my empathetic side grew bored of empathizing and became a mere triviality. I may have grown tired of my once-prized quality and seek to explore other sides of myself. It is a treacherous path that I must tread carefully lest I fall into the abyss of complete apathy. Perhaps stoicism is the answer I seek. But I do not know.





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