is indifference the trend now? it seems like the moment someone shows genuine interest in something, they’re met with the same dismissal as a child asking one too many questions—I'll explain later. but later never comes yesterday in literature class, something clicked. I finally grasped the scientific reasoning behind a certain work, and it fueled me, inspired me to discuss interpretations with my peers. but when I spoke up, I was met with silence—a subtle, unspoken cue to keep my thoughts to myself in that moment, I felt embarrassed, even stupid, for wanting to dig deeper. but later, I realized they might have just wanted some peace after a long lesson. maybe it wasn’t about me at all… however, this wasn’t an isolated moment. time and time again, when I try to have meaningful conversations about things I truly care about, the response is often the same: why are you even thinking about this? why does it matter? somehow, not caring has become the golden standard. indifference is effortless, and effort is something to be mocked. it’s "cool" to disengage, to float through school without interest, to never give things a second thought. and those who do care? they’re met with resistance, as if their curiosity itself is an inconvenience the whole chill guy persona and the propaganda of nonchalance do more harm than we realise. we glorify the effortlessly cool, detached observer—the person who never tries too hard, never gets too invested, never asks too many questions. passion is seen as cringe, enthusiasm as uncool, and intellectual curiosity as trying too hard. and yet, it’s exactly this mindset that holds us back when we stop seeking, we stop growing. when we refuse to ask questions, we accept what we’re given without ever challenging it. nonchalance might feel safe—it protects us from judgment, from looking foolish, from admitting we care—but it also makes us stagnant. it robs us of the thrill of discovery, the depth of connection, the joy of truly understanding something so maybe it’s time to let go of the chill guy persona and the nonchalant act. it’s time to embrace caring—deeply, unapologetically, wholeheartedly. because the world doesn’t move forward on indifference. it moves forward on those who dare to be curious and whimsy…
Feb 26, 2025

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preach 🙏🙏. also, first time i’ve seen a bit of relatively long form writing here on PI, i’m HERE 4 IT.
Feb 26, 2025
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Could write many words and paragraphs in agreement with everything you just said. Passion and curiosity are the fuel for life and we HAVE to embrace it, otherwise we are royally misguided as humans pretty much. Thank you for the reiteration and reminder to be passionate about everything, because I find myself around many non-chalant types at time and it can easily rub off. Bless!
Feb 26, 2025
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the "its not that deep" crowd will spend their lives wondering why there is a void in their souls as they age. You become hollow when you know nothing about anything, and put no effort into the things you care about. I lovvve hearing people speak about things that they know a lot about, even when I have no personal interest. Like YES tell me why I should care about your interests! I want to care as much as you do!
Feb 26, 2025
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starlet hearing the phrase “it’s not that deep“ from anybody is a viable cause for me to crash out. And when I do crash out, I’m simply met with another “it’s REALLY not that deep”! They truly are the most hollow people and I cant stand them as much as I am saddened for them.
Feb 26, 2025
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bilalbikile fr!! like SORRY YOU ARE UNABLE TO FEEL THINGS DEEPLY AND HAVE A LACK OF EMPATHY MY BADDDD FOR TRYING!
Feb 26, 2025
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agree. STOP OBSERVING!!! START ENGAGING
Feb 26, 2025
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you’re speaking from the soul - couldn’t agree with you more on this, someone give this man a noble peace prize 🏆✨
Feb 26, 2025
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swervyg eeek!! thank you ❤️❤️
Feb 26, 2025

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