WARNING: Pitiful rant ahead.
Lately, I’ve been feeling more and more like removing myself from society. A hermitage sounds mighty appealing to me right now.
Just me, my writing, my books, my music, and my solitude.
Society, social media, drama, anger, violence, hatred… I feel like I’m just a step away from a nasty precipice, and that I’ll soon be jostled over the edge by the ever-changing forces of nature and culture. And that’s just in my own sphere of work/life.
I’ve always been a bit of a loner, although I do have a few close friends. I’m not good at social situations, and I hate large crowds and noisy places. But recently, I’ve felt oppressed by the utter lack of love and respect for other people. The internet is making me sick. I’m sick of Facebook, sick of Pinterest, sick of e-mail. WP is one of the only things I’m not sick of. Probably because it’s an outlet for my writing and I get to interact with other people like myself.
I’ve met more people on WP that I can relate to in my weird, unique writing/reading introvert personality-type way than anywhere else in my life.
So thank you for keeping me from a hermit’s life, I guess. Although seriously, can’t I just lock myself away somewhere for a few years? I’d get SO much writing and reading done, and I know I’d emerge a new person.
A disheveled and scary-looking person, I’m sure. But new.
Maybe I’m just weak. Maybe I don’t have the emotional strength to deal with society. I feel trampled by it.
Does anyone else feel that way?
Happy writing, my friends.
“If I were to envy any persons on this planet, it would be mountain hermits. You often hear old platitudes such as, ‘Speak out. Be heard.’ On the contrary, a breath of fresh air would be something like: ‘Silence, think for at least 15 minutes, and then maybe speak out.”
― Criss Jami
“A hermit is simply a person to whom civilization has failed to adjust itself.”
― Will Cuppy