I am at a point in life where I just don’t care, and I don’t know what to care about. Therapy sounds like the preferred option, but I just can’t do it for a third time if the first two didn’t work.
I recently wrote about “knowing what you want” — the struggle most of us have to discern how we even feel or what we actually enjoy, and the importance of identifying and understanding true interests to pursue.
And the ugly side of this is not when we pursue things without interest, but rather when we pursue things without interest but don’t care.
What are you supposed to do with that? How alarmed should we be at the fact that we do tons of things in our daily lives that we feel moderately interested in but don’t care that we don’t care?
Should we care?