There must be a point where people get old enough that you figure out how to deflect problems indefinitely by acting like they don’t exist. Not just old women, either, I’ve seen old men do it by somewhat different means. They obviously know there’s a problem, but decide to ignore it.
That point is when you run out of fucks. The world and all its shitty people are exhausting. You are pushed and pulled in 15 different directions. Eventually, the energy to deal with all of it depletes and you start prioritizing. Less and less actually matters. Eventually, nothing matters any more when you crawl into your grave. Did the problem get solved? Meh.
There must be a point where people get old enough that you figure out how to deflect problems indefinitely by acting like they don’t exist. Not just old women, either, I’ve seen old men do it by somewhat different means. They obviously know there’s a problem, but decide to ignore it.
That point is when you run out of fucks. The world and all its shitty people are exhausting. You are pushed and pulled in 15 different directions. Eventually, the energy to deal with all of it depletes and you start prioritizing. Less and less actually matters. Eventually, nothing matters any more when you crawl into your grave. Did the problem get solved? Meh.