My thoughts immediately went to what Leslie shared. With an added endorsement for the most rich conversation about how I feel about being judgy.
When one cares, it’s difficult to not appear judgy to oneself. The thing is, most don’t see it, hear it, feel it, … breathe it like we do internally. I for one feel fortunate to hear you express the thoughts because I don’t feel brave enough to do so myself.
When it comes to activism, I struggle here as well; I often wonder if it’s cowardice, sheer exhaustion, or maybe the feeling of pride in knowing there are those younger taking up the fight. That, too gives me pause, however, because I worry about their safety — so maybe cowardice is foundational. It’s sad and discouraging that I don’t care more — judgy of myself to think this, I suppose.
All this to say, taking a few minutes to read your words is cathartic, so thank you for being a light!
I love this comment, Chris! I worry so much about our young people when they dive in and get active, especially our daughters, yours and mine (and Leslie's). I really worry about those young people in marginalized groups who are taking on the brunt of the work. But, gosh, I feel so exhausted because I did some of this off and on for years. I'm sort of laughing at myself now, and I wore out. Thank you not only for reading here but also for having a conversation with me. (When you get home, please, please, let's find time to get together and talk like "old" people about all our health woes and how we're battling them. (and let's walk).)
You, too, are a light, an illumination, of great value.
You are so lovely. Thank you for saying this.
My thoughts immediately went to what Leslie shared. With an added endorsement for the most rich conversation about how I feel about being judgy.
When one cares, it’s difficult to not appear judgy to oneself. The thing is, most don’t see it, hear it, feel it, … breathe it like we do internally. I for one feel fortunate to hear you express the thoughts because I don’t feel brave enough to do so myself.
When it comes to activism, I struggle here as well; I often wonder if it’s cowardice, sheer exhaustion, or maybe the feeling of pride in knowing there are those younger taking up the fight. That, too gives me pause, however, because I worry about their safety — so maybe cowardice is foundational. It’s sad and discouraging that I don’t care more — judgy of myself to think this, I suppose.
All this to say, taking a few minutes to read your words is cathartic, so thank you for being a light!
I love this comment, Chris! I worry so much about our young people when they dive in and get active, especially our daughters, yours and mine (and Leslie's). I really worry about those young people in marginalized groups who are taking on the brunt of the work. But, gosh, I feel so exhausted because I did some of this off and on for years. I'm sort of laughing at myself now, and I wore out. Thank you not only for reading here but also for having a conversation with me. (When you get home, please, please, let's find time to get together and talk like "old" people about all our health woes and how we're battling them. (and let's walk).)
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