Every time I talk to them, I find myself mostly giving explanations about my life choices, my life decisions , my work situation, my outlook towards life and so on. Why do I need to give any explanations to anyone? I have always felt, no one actually gets what I am trying to say. I need someone to pick out the meaning from the stories and justifications I keep ruminating on.
My life has mainly been about satisfying the urge to constantly create something new. Some people like me cannot live without creating regularly. Money is not the only driving force for creative pursuits. This constant battle with finding time to create is something everyone may not understand. Just going to an office and completing your 9 to 5 for a pay cheque that defines your worth is far less satisfying than a freshly written poem that started out as a thought and became a long verse, a chapter sieved out from handwritten notes or an idea for the next artwork or the ‘ Eureka’ moments in designing the next product...
To maintain this balance is not an easy task. Of work that brings creative satisfaction and the work that brings good money. More often, they do not come together as a package. I could juggle these in my twenties. In my thirties, my children were the biggest priority, so I compromised my expectations from work and life in general. But now, in my forties, I am not able to compromise on things I cannot agree with.
Balance is needed more than ever before. No questions, no explanations, no validation. I need to focus on what I enjoy and derive self worth from it. Responsibilities have been taken and fulfilled for all these twenty years. Now its my time to give myself some benefit of doubt.
I am tired of explaining my side of the story. I don't really owe an explanation to anyone. Its probably my inner self that demands this rule book! I always feel my mother would have understood all this , if only she was here. She spent her whole life explaining the same to those typical 9 to 5 people or those who have absolutely nothing else in their lives to hold onto except for their own over rated idea of a full time job.
I just feel like switching OFF and going into isolation mode. I am tired of maintaining these long distance relationships with almost everyone! I guess working from home does that to you. Also, this idea of everything being online seemed cute in COVID times, but these chat groups do not feel like a connection anymore.
There is a family group that is mostly meant for wishing people on their birthdays and on festivals. Yes, it helps keeping a connection in the simplest way possible for digital relationships. But is anyone really interested in wishing each other well these days? Or even remembering birthdays? An ‘HBD’ and a heart emoji are all that’s left. This brings longing and expectations that are left unfulfilled, because my mother would always be the first one to wish people on their birthdays with nice personalized long messages and blessings. I miss those so much...not just for me but especially for my children.
There are school-mothers groups which can become pretty stressful at times or of no use on actually important occasions.
There are school groups and college groups that came together in the pre- COVID times, through wonders of the WhatsApp. They felt amazing in those times because of how everyone from that particular batch came together through a smart phone and got to know everything about each others lives from the past ten years. But now its only for ‘forwards’ and politics.
The ones you think were genuinely interested in conversations, turns out are not after they react with just one thumbs up for something that deserves a dialogue.
Then there are extended family groups that make you feel if there is any importance left any more in sharing anything that is remotely personal ?
This digital relationships trend peaked around 2020 when sharing was what everyone did. It felt happy then. But now it doesn't.
I am finding it hard to see the whole point in maintaining these formal digital relationships with everyone. There is always something that gets lost in translation. I prefer my solitude over these kind of interactions.
I am beginning to lose interest in the concept of friendships these days. Even close-friends groups don't really feel soulful anymore. I long for days when we used to just show up at friend’s houses unannounced and ended up having a great time. Now its always about planning the next “meet” years in advance. And when it finally happens, it doesn't feel as emotionally satisfying as I would have liked it to be!
I want a break from all long distance digital relationships. I want only real interactions. But I want real satisfaction from them as well. I don't know if this is even possible.
My mind always crawls back into that void that my mother left behind. The depression only fades. It never completely goes away. Its a knot of insecurity etched forever in the mind or heart or throat or gut or stomach...it moves around the body looking for an anchor. I don't know if I will ever stop feeling “ that feeling”, which makes me pace around the cold floors of the house, from one room to the other, looking for something, which I never have found yet...
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