While I am not complaining directly, I still consider this to be a pretty damn shitty year out of the many shitty years in my lifetime. But what is kind of surprising to me is that despite it all, I at least feel that I have held it together pretty well. Not fantastically brilliantly, but considering what has been happening at regular intervals and the heavy affects that it has on my immediate and future life, as well as that of my family's, pretty well.
Resilience seems to be a trait earned through exposure to adversity and these days, it seems that not many have learned, despite potentially facing adverse conditions. As I have said like a broken record for years now, the problem with incentivizing the drama and polarization on the internet, is that it rewards victimhood mentalities, which leads to people becoming less resilient, less nuanced, less talented in general - far more easily manipulated though.
One of the wittiest posts on Hive in recent memory is this one written by 
I wonder how some of them make it through their lives if they are so fragile, but I suspect it is their delusions that protect themselves, their egos that position themselves as heroes, saviors and martyrs - the life of the narcissist. Perhaps they are the ones who have faced adversity and failed to overcome it and instead, become scarred, bitter and demented by their own shortcomings to make the mark they so desperately needed to make, in order to prove to their ego that their lives matter.
It is funny, because while they are complaining about the SJWs, it is they who are creating the hashtag movements on Twitter for the Twisted. It is they who are spreading the memes to try and manipulate the masses with their faceless forms.
It is interesting perhaps to note, that many of these people are never going to show their faces, because despite all of their bravado, they are scared of being discovered. This isn't because of their fear of governments, it is their fear of being discovered as the pathetic forms they are, the shape of reality that doesn't match with their delusions of grandeur. They are sad and small, most likely struggling through life as people who believe themselves to be intelligent, but unable to stabilize themselves, financially, mentally or emotionally. Cognitive dissonance between the story of their ego, and the reality of their experience.
You know, it is funny that some people look at the higher earners here and see them as sellouts for a bit of money, but most who actually earn, don't need Hive to live their lives. The reason is that many of the people here are actually professionals with jobs in the real world, meaning that they don't have to use their earning to cover the rent, but it is more than this. Because they don't have to earn Hive to live, they have no reason to beg for support or complain about not getting support and they can write what they want, how they want, with no need to make anyone happy at all.
They don't have to adapt their content to attract whales, because they are good at what they do, because they are skilled - and as such, they get support because what they create is funny, interesting, quality, insightful, enjoyable, useful and the kind of stuff that people like to engage with, not because it is triggering, but because it is entertaining and connects personally. So much of the drama-laden content is so poorly constructed and so repetitive and tiresome, that no one but the "inner circlejerk" give a crap about it at all. It is immature and boring, yet in their head, it is the most important thing that can be said - hubris.
This year was full of promise, but thus far, it has been degrading in many ways. Perhaps it is years like this where people breakdown, where they try to avoid the pain of reality by burying themselves into entertainment, or surrounding themselves with voices that tell them why they are such failures, and point them at an enemy to blame and attack for their personal misery.
I am poor, because of rich people. I am lonely, because people are superficial. I am censored, because no one is listening to what I have to say. I am depressed, because it is your job to make me happy.
They don't talk about their lives with anything of substance, because they have no lives that fulfil them, that bring them joy, that makes a positive difference in the lives of others - so, they take it out on the world that they believe has victimized them, as if everyone else lives a life of ease.
We are moving into the last quarter of the year and I am hoping that it will squeeze out something to salvage the first three quarters, but I don't expect much from it, as experience tells me to be prepared for the worst, not the ideals. However, as always, I am still pretty positive that things can turn around and my family can go into 2022 with promise and a foundation to back it up, so we can put the last years behind and move into a period of thrive, instead of survive.
While I can't control everything in my life, at least I have some ability to control myself.
Taraz
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