by Phantomgrift » Sun May 12, 2013 4:51 pm
Honestly, one of the things that made me a little more trusting of this psychologist was when he asked what end goal I was looking to achieve was as opposed to just coming in once a week for a "How was this week" type of thing. After a bit of thought, I told him that primarily, I want to regain the enthusiasm I had for my job, if not at least the ability to go to work without feeling like everything was an uphill slog.
My empathy levels are a part of this because I can indeed look back on a timeframe where I was a little more naive and a little more happy overall. But that was long before the military. Issues I have are varied. Despite my amazing stubbornness here and apparent lack of anything but brick-level thinking, I am honestly incredibly smart. As the years went by, however, and I begin to encounter a level of basic, well, generalized stupidity in the populace as a whole, it frustrated me. It didn't matter if it was someone online, some shill at Greyhound trying to cadge free crap, or some random idiot on the bus... They would open their mouth, base nonsense would flow forth, and my patience slowly ebbed away at trying to place forth the information needed to give them a greater insight. It was far more easy and far more physically satisfying to either mental squash them, or use their own ridiculous arguments to reduce them to a sputtering incoherency.
After some years though, even that got old. Throw in everything from medical issues to career issues to set-backs, etc. and all of a nature well beyond planning or control, and I ended up bitter. Bitter, annoyed and eternally tired of watching as complete idiots had things handed to them on a silver platter without ever being aware of what they had. It was as though some giant device was in place to prove to me one-hundred percent across the board that the majority of the population was fundamentally retarded.
Sometime in all that, I found it easier to simply stop caring. I had an indifferent attitude that has always manifested itself from a time I was young, this simply moved into allowing it to blossom fully. Currently the only people I fully emotionalize with, with no forced aspect on my part, are my wife and kid. I've reached the point to where I literally have to step back within my mind and forcibly remind myself that there is (hopefully) a rational thinking human being within the walking sacks of flesh that surround me. It hasn't been easy.
I am wiser by way of experience, but happier? Well, I'm happy when I'm with my family. Outside of that, it's why I'm trying to talk to someone. After everything that has gone on for the last couple of decades, I know the immediate solution would be to become independently wealthy, find some place my wife and I could both agree on wherein the nearest neighbor was twenty miles away, and simply drink iced tea for six months and watch the world go by.
Alas, I'm aware that's highly unrealistic. Toss in a natural desire for my first response to everything to be one of anger and/or violence... Yeah, learning to regain empathy may be a continually ongoing process for me.
I'd be lying if I said just posting this much shit wasn't embarrassing to some degree.
Waiter... Waiter?
Curses! When will I ever remember; Order dessert first and THEN kill everyone in the restaurant.