Be strong; do not show your weakness. But why? Why can’t we be vulnerable? Why do we have to talk to a faceless therapist about what is fucking us up from inside?
We have lived in a close-knit since eternity, what happened to us now? We got all it takes to make: wealth, social status, home, family, and we are stressed scared?
Our forefathers lived in more miserable conditions. Life expectancy was low. They lived happily; they had a sense of togetherness and bonding.
Fast forward now, we have all the luxury of the world, but we are empty. We don’t have that support group who will be there for you, who accepts your vulnerability, and whom you can hug, cry, share your failures, and seek advice.
We have everything in abundance and, still, we are empty, dying more painfully every day.