I just realised this recently. Well, actually, I always kind of knew. But I never had a proper realisation until now. I don’t really care about anything. I got 45% on an assignment that I’d worked hard on. I didn’t really care. My grandma died, I didn’t really care. There’s a Pit thread about a two-year-old girl who got raped, and not only do I not really care, I can’t even understand why some people seem to care so much. I eat factory-farmed animals. I don’t really care. I step past homeless people in the city in the morning and I feel kind of bad for them. But I don’t give them money or anything. Ignorant people make me angry but I hardly ever correct them. I’m bad at arguing because I can’t be bothered, and also because I don’t really have any opinions. I think all sides have good points so I can’t make up my mind, nor do I see any real point in making up my mind, but when I’m arguing this tends to mean I end up contradicting myself if I bother at all. I’m good with abusive customers because I never get upset. I’ve seen a customer reduce a coworker to tears. I tried to comfort her later but I didn’t really get why she was so upset. When I show concern, I am often just pretending. I annoy my friends with my lack of responsiveness to their earth-shattering news even though I’m already trying to appear interested. When I see news stories about protests or debates I think they are wasting their time. I don’t know what makes people feel strongly about things. I don’t think it’s possible to change anything.
The strange thing is, I’m not unhappy. I’m prone to depression but I think I’m still happier than a lot of people who aren’t. I’ve been assessed for clinical depression but had almost no signs. I don’t really want anything. I once read about a guy who stopped producing testosterone and stopped wanting anything. He’d sit on his couch all day and eat nothing but white bread, and only because he had to or he’d starve. He said later that it was fairly pleasant. I couldn’t live like that but I’d probably tolerate it better than most people. I don’t care when bad things happen to other people. I can see why they’d be upset but I don’t feel it myself. I used to wonder if I might be a sociopath but I am actually more altruistic than most people I know. I always put trash in the bin, I do things for charities, I don’t lie and I don’t kill things. If I found someone’s wallet I’d go out of my way to give it back, not just because it’s the right thing to do but because I don’t really want their money. I have a potted parsley plant and two guinea pigs. I love my parents and my close friends. If anything happened to them I would be very upset. Outside of that, I just can’t seem to work up any concern. I think it’s because I’m self-centered, but I tend to be apathetic about myself, even. Like I said, I think I’m a fairly happy person, but lately I’ve been wondering if this is healthy. In any case, it felt good to get this out. It would be cool if anyone knew what I was talking about.