Tuesday, 16 August 2011

Anxiety

Advertising, television, social media... all of it would be totally pointless if we weren't all too happy to be distracted. No one wants the real story anyway, we want the story that sounds the best. The people who seek the truth just ending up latching onto or creating ANOTHER conspiracy theory, which again, it's all about your favourite flavour. You choose to believe the one that appeals the most to your senses, to your preferences. It's really no different than liking a certain music or film genre. Anyway, that's not why I am writing this. To be honest I'm glad to be provided with distractions from every angle. I really do not care who was responsible for 9/11, who shot JFK, or why the American economy is crashing. It wouldn't matter if I did care to know, I would never get the real story anyway. People don't want to truth, they want to hear what they want to hear. End of story. In a time when antidepressant usage continues to climb I think it's obvious that A: Our world is shitty, and B: People don't want to think about it. So bring on the new and horribly shocking televeision series, keep filling my reading material with advertisements for creams that cure cancer, and to every musician out there: please keep recording songs that I can put on my ipod and plug into my brain so I can go out in public and never have to partake in human interaction. I don't want quiet time to sit and think about the reality of my life, no one does. I'll never make enough money to be happy, I'll never have a big enough house, drive a nice enough car, or go on the best vacations, but dammit I will continue to slave away selling my life to a job that I hate in order to pursue these things that I will never have. All the meanwhile I will miss my kids growing up and one day they will hate me for it because that's what my parents did and theirs before them. I mean, the main goal in life is to be filthy rich because that will make you happy right? So if I can never have that, which most people won't, I need to be distracted. I need to be reminded that I can still feel good because the characters on all my favourite shows have lives that are way worse than mine right? I don't want time to think because maybe if I had that I would stop doing what I am doing and realize that it isn't money that makes me happy but the people around me who love and support me. Maybe I would stop and realize that if I pursued my dreams then it wouldn't matter if I made money from it because I would feel fulfilled and happy. Maybe if I had time to stop and think I would realize that taking antidepressants is not the answer. Maybe if I had time to stop and think I would realize that all I have to do is break free from everyone else's expectations for me and start dreaming for myself and pursuing my dreams and then the headaches would go away and the random crying spells would dry up and I would smile again.... hell maybe I would even laugh again, like the real gutteral type of laugh. But I'm not going to stop and think, I don't have time because I've already missed like five text messages and three facebook status updates and too many tweets to count. No, I think I would prefer to remain distracted because it's easier to be happily distracted and financially sound than it is to be free.