It’s not that I have nothing to say. It’s just that your entire conversation is based on misery.
I don’t have anything to add to that.
And in your current state, you have no capacity to hold my light.
Will I share my past with you? Yes, as a cautionary tale. Yes, if I think you’re ready to hold it. Yes, if it aids an experience you are currently having.
But right now? My right now is good.
And your misery can’t change that.
And when life is not so good, my reservation may mean, that you do not have the necessary ears.
It may mean, I’m not requiring general input.
It may mean, an audience is not being sought.
It may mean, that whatever problem is presenting itself, is being saved for those more qualified.
Those qualified in knowing me, really knowing me.
Those qualified in a professional field.
Those qualified in knowing the difference between diving in, and pulling someone out.
This game, of matching my misery with yours, and vice versa, is bullshit.
