Topic: Self-disgust and other observations.
Lately I have been noticing some patterns develop within myself, and I would like to offer up my observations here for feedback.
The primary thing that I have observed is a growing sense of disgust with the world around me, and within myself. I am not sure if it is just a result of my paying more attention to the phenomenon, or if something larger is occurring here, but I just can't seem to get over the increasing amount of ego-mania and insanity that I observe in the world.
On the external side of things, I just see more and more people who are not just totally into themselves, but boisterously and outrageously so. People who speak and act as if they are the only person in the world of any value, and that everybody else exists to cater to their every whim and fancy. People who snicker and cajole at the least bit of mention of any worldview or belief that is contradictory to their own. People who couldn't give a rat's hiney beyond anything that lies outside their own sphere of melodrama, except perhaps to discuss who they think the next American Idol will be, or how many gold medals U.S. athletes have collected in the Olympics, and how they haven't lived up to their expectations.
But what I observe internally is even more concerning to me. I see these same attitudes popping up inside myself in subtle ways. I'm not sure if I'm on the verge of a major breakthrough, and it's my ego taking a last stand, or if I am seriously slipping in my own spiritual development.
I find myself caring less and less about other people and what is going on in their lives. I used to take pleasure in being of service to others, with or without recognition. But lately I get these waves of attitude where I just don't give a s***. I'm tired of offering up kind words or a bit of wisdom or even a smile to those who appear to be having a bad day. I am sickened by the amount of love I have given to those who are close to me only to have them turn around and smack me in the face before walking out of my life without even a wayward glance back in my direction.
I've wandered around this planet (in this body) for almost thirty years, and all I really have to show for it is a handful of friends that I can really count on to be there and support me when I really need it. Everybody else only hangs around as long as it's convenient. And at this point, I feel like I could pretty much forget about a partner who would be willing to make any sort of committment to me and my well-being.
I used to be a lot clearer about myself. I used to be less judgmental and more faithful. I used to have more psychic and healing abilities. I used to feel guided and protected in my life here on this planet.
Now all I feel is this overwhelming desire to leave. Now I feel that, at every turn, something is waiting for me to make the slightest mistake; that all the light I have brought into the world could be negated by a small lapse in discretion. That a little indulgence in the desire for physical contact could result in a life-threatening disease, or a momentary lapse in awareness while driving could leave me paralyzed for life.
I'm tired. I'm tired of worrying about every little thing I put into my body, or every little word that comes out of my mouth. I'm tired of being concerned if I, or anybody else, is going to "make it". I'm tired of wondering what the hell, if anything, I am supposed to do here with my life.
I dunno. Part of it I'm sure is that I know that I'm not where I need to be, physically, and I am in the process of moving to a place where I feel more at home. But part of me wonders when I get there, will it really be any different? I mean, I'm bringing myself, right?
Is anybody else going through a similar process now, or has in the past?? I really could use some support here.
OK, I'm done whining now. Thanks for your attention.