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“You’re the only one who asked about bringing a meal by,” I said, truthfully, not including my fam and my couple besties…
But I didn’t say: ‘And no one has asked my husband that in like 8 years, even though we had a dicey winter with 2 surgeries in 1 week and it was so scary and needed.’
I was so sick then… And had just done a show that implored others to ask others: “Are you okay?” and… Life just isn’t that simple, I guess.
We don’t always ask “Are you okay?”… because most of us aren’t okay in our own days.
We (my family) used to share a lot, and so we let more people in. But you can’t do that and be a “boss” too. Not really. The world ‘follows’ sick people online for the same reason we have to click on the People magazine link that alludes to someone dying prematurely but doesn’t give a reason for the death.
We have to click.
(Well, most of us do.)
That is not the same as having someone want to be your student, or peer, or friend because they respect you. It doesn’t feel the same… So some of us push it away, for better or worse.
I know that I push away and it’s a problem… but I also would rather have the professional friendships and community than have the click-bait. That’s the life I’d rather lead, you know? (You too?)
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