Why Protecting your Energy is WACK

I don’t quite understand this new age obsession with ‘protecting your energy’ by distancing yourself from what you dichotomously view as negativity and sad people, as though the only type of energy that makes up your little bubbles is positive. Sounds kinda seething huh, but why the fuck not. When people distance themselves from those who walk around with a storm cloud raining over their head, they castrate these people from valuable circles of love and support. Depressed people don’t need to be battered into joy, or ostracized like sickly dogs until they’re ready to rejoin the ‘happy’ and grateful population. It frustrates me that the people who need the most love, are often the ones who are denied that love. How many people have to lose their lives only for their friends to retrospectively point out that they would have rathered been there for them than attend their funeral. It’s a brutal and somehow pragmaticallly necessary realization that no one gives a fuck about you. It’s not a bad thing, or a good one either, it just is what it is, people are so beautifully engrained in their own lives, growing and moving in their own skin, towards their own goals and dreams, for their own sense of belonging and respite. Deeming them selfish for forgetting about the people that care for them isn’t exactly accurate, calling them selfish is giving them too much credit over a thought of care that never crossed their minds. It’s disheartening how uncommon care is these days, or maybe it’s just me. Why do we cut people off when they’re having a hard time? Can you blame them.

Those who seek the dark will often find it readily available, in themselves, in others; those who seek the light will also find it all around them.