Jaded

I have a confession Bloggies. Reading about the atrocities in Boston barely affected me at all. I feel soul less, uncaring and completely numb. Really, I don’t have any words. I’ve been thinking about it all afternoon and this is all I could come up with. It just doesn’t even faze me anymore.

I remember how back in the day prior to September 11th anytime I watched the news and something atrocious happened, even if it was far away I wouldn’t be able to sleep for weeks and I would be scared to death. I just grieved completely and intensely for all of the people involved in whatever it was. Things affected me to the very core. Now, in this current state of affairs I read the stories on the news think to myself, those poor people, send up a little prayer and move on to the next one.

It has just been one thing after another here in recent months. Shootings, explosions, wars, threats of wars, complete insanity, and it has completely drained my empathy. I’m not apathetic because I do care, I just don’t FEEL anything anymore. Maybe it’s just because I have been in such a constant state of sadness for the state of humanity in recent months. I mean, one can only feel so sad before you just can’t feel anymore sadness. 

I don’t know. Maybe it’s just too soon and after a day or so to process I’ll get a better grip on things. I still can’t help but feel as though I’ve become seriously jaded against the world right now, and I don’t particularly like that. Anyway… it’s late. I need to get some sleep. Until later Bloggies.

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