Judge me if you must, but I am not he who suffers.
Life is complicated right now. Not because it must be, but because the way we allow things to be right now is not really helpful. I don’t know how you see things. I never will. As I am not you, and you are not me. But we, share something. We have something in common. We live here. On this space rock. Not on any other space rock, at least for now, but on this specific rock. And on this one here, well, we do things that do not make sense. Not because we do not know better, but because we are not told there is better. And because we have a long history of doing things the wrong way, we do not really listen when someone tell us there is a right way of doing things. Now, I am not here to talk about how to do things right. I am but a simple person with some simple values. And while they might be simple, they are well defined. No, that is not the problem I will be discussing today. But the effects of this whole mess of the way we do things.
Because we’re all victims. In some sense, it can’t be helped. We live in an inherently violent world, with a violent past we can’t divorce ourselves from because money. But you know that already, but that is not what we are talking about. But, it is the fact that all these factors: violent history and present, ignorance, lack of adaptation and our biology, work against us. Not all willingly, of course. Our brains are programmed a certain way and for most of our history we didn’t really think about how it works or its biology in a real sense. So, most of us are ignorant. Much like our violent history and its consequences and how they are still felt and adapted to today. But, if you put all these things together and really think about it, you can see how we all suffer. And some of it is by design, as we live in a world of plenty and abundance, yet there are still billions of people living in poverty. What that means on a personal level is that you have suffered, I have suffered, everyone has suffered. Because life is drama, misery, struggle, but by how much depends on luck and it depends on who you grow up to be. But even so, you can be easily drawn into these things, no matter your stature, money and luck. As there are still some guarantees. Sickness, death, mental health issues, and this violent system still existing, guarantees that no matter who you are, you are still impacted by these things.
So, here I am. Suffering. Why? Because I am insufferable. I am human, so I must be insufferable. I am not better than anyone, so I suffer. No, not because I am not better, but because no one thought me how not to or at least how to deal with it. Most people don’t know or have never been thought. Thus I must suffer. Like others have. Like you have. Like everyone before me has. And no, this is not a competition, nor is it a pity party. I am just noticing the obvious. And yet again, that is not the point of this whole thing I wrote here. As we each have our own struggle, our own road, our own lives, the thing that I have yet to learn is how to accept the judgement of those that do not know better. Of those that judge you when you suffer without asking or trying to understand why you are suffering. Why must I accept? Because if they knew better, they’d do better. Not that they are obliged, I simply wish we were kinder. But until they are kinder, I can’t help but be insufferable. As when you judge someone that is suffering instead of reaching out with a kind gesture or a helping hand, you too are insufferable.
Hopefully, one day we’ll learn to be better and kinder…