I forget sometimes that most other people are not like this. I am somewhat unusual in my capacity to stand solitude, insult, confusion, grief, anger, anxiety, and my latest, abject horror. This recent addition is a nice addition to my collection, which I think will complete it. I won’t say more at the moment.
But what happens with me is I can SEE how people are constrained, see the chains around, see how they are likely to live entire lives with massive amounts of potential positive emotions completely unrealized, and in the constant dismal presence of negative feelings.
On a vastly smaller scale, I see, I think, what the Buddha saw, when he saw how many human lives are lived with only a fraction of the pleasure, joy, and fulfillment that were possible. This is Duhkha.
People get hurt, then hide or run. But those emotions are a part of you. They are clothing you cannot shed. They are a part of your psychological being, and will always be such until confronted, recognized, processed and overcome. They will always bend you away from what is best for you. They will always lead you into preventable confusion and sorrow and fear.
As the saw goes, what you resist persists.
So I will sometimes go into people’s bubbles more than I ought to. I intend well, but most people rarely venture into those places, and do not like to be reminded of what they think they have forgotten.