I think I suffered most of my life because I cared, and I was never afraid to show it. Apparently, simply caring openly and not being ashamed of it, that's a bold and almost rebellious personality trait now. I never understood why it was so hard for some people to digest something so basic. Isn't caring supposed to be normal? Or did we collectively uninstall that feature? The world we live in, malarkey and performance is given more importance than giving a damn about something real. Faking confidence is celebrated, but accepting yourself quietly is somehow controversial. So I found a middle way that works beautifully for me. I accept myself fully, my flazos, my depth, my softness, my intensity, and everything in between without negotiating with it. And then I casually laugh at people who are still arguing with their own reflection.