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What Is Not Giving A Fuck? Not giving a fuck does not mean being indifferent, it means being comfortable with being different. Let’s be clear. There’s absolutely nothing admirable or confident about indifference. People who are indifferent are lame and scared. They’re couch potatoes and Internet trolls. In fact, indifferent people often attempt to be indifferent because in reality they give way too many fucks.
The Fuck About Indifferent people is that they give way too many fucks. They give a fuck about what everyone thinks of their hair so they never bother washing or combing it. They give a fuck about what everyone thinks of their ideas, so they hide behind sarcasm and self righteous snark. They’re afraid to let anyone get close to them, so they imagine themselves as some special, unique snowflake who has problems that nobody else would ever understand. They are afraid of the world and the repercussions of their own choices. That’s why they don’t make any meaningful choices. They hide in gray, emotionless pity of their own making, self absorbed and self pitying, perpetually distracting themselves from this unfortunate thing demanding their time and energy called life.
The Fucking Truth about life. There’s no such thing as not giving a fuck. You must give a fuck about something or someone. It’s part of our biology to always care about something and therefore to always give a fuck. The idea of not giving a fuck but yet giving a fuck is a simple way of reorienting our expectations for life and choosing what is important and what is not. Developing this ability leads to something I like to think of as a kind of “Practical Enlightenment.”
So Anna, What The Fuck Is The Point Of This Post Anyway? This post will help you think a little bit more clearly about what you’re choosing to find important in life and what you’re choosing to find unimportant. This post doesn’t give a fuck about alleviating your problems or your pain. And that is precisely why you will know I am being honest. This post is not some guide to greatness, it couldn’t be because greatness is merely an illusion in our minds, a made up destination that we obligate ourselves to pursue, our own psychological Atlantis. Instead, this post will turn your pain into a tool, your trauma into power and your problems slightly better problems. That is real progress. Think of it as a guide to suffering and how to do it better, more meaningfully, with more compassion and more humility. It’s a post about moving lightly despite your heavy burdens, resting easier with your greatest fears, laughing at your tears as you cry them. This post will not teach you how to gain or achieve, but rather how to lose and let go. It will teach you to take inventory of your life and scrub out all but the most important items. It will teach you to close your eyes and trust that you can fall backwards and still be okay. It will teach you to give fewer fucks.