Whenever a person gets upset, it’s usually because someone else won’t do what said person wants them to do.
I know that’s why I usually get upset.
And because of that, my life is a constant game of reasserting myself to greater self-reliance, which is ultimately just more reclusiveness.
I envy the elderly that seem at so much peace with gracefully avoiding the world. And I feel pity for those elderly that have a nosey touch to their character.
God, grant me the grace to give up on others. Not in a bad way, but in a way in which I watch the world passively while I patiently wait for death.
