Everyone you meet has likely been through some debilitating suffering and loss. Has lived at least one moment where reality stuck them to a corner with no escape. If you’re not able to be gentle and open to each individual, the way you care is to walk away and first do no harm. You should wish the best for your enemies, because their lives impact you. If they get dragged down and corrupted, they could become the villain of your story. It’s no one person’s responsibility or obligation to save others, but likewise all human beings have the basic right to their autonomy, full and complete. No individual, no matter how much they have committed atrocities or are PERCEIVED to have committed atrocities, ever deserves to be abused or their autonomy violated.
I’m just thinking about this because I’m walking through environments where I am treated as evil and ignorant indirectly, and if I disagree or speak openly about my own basic experiences, regardless of judgment, it would make that confrontation VERY direct. It’s a soul crushing part of the path to be dedicated to good while surrounded by people I can’t really ever be open or vulnerable with. I’ve been walking close to the edge and I don’t know if I can actually build a foundation to defend myself in time for when people decide to ostracize me.
This is the first time where that ostracism carries real weight, because it is so pervasive to the culture around me and is especially dominant in youth advocacy. I’ve also lost so many friends this last year and have witnessed profound betrayal from someone I thought I could rely on more than anyone else, who I was close friends with for a decade. Of the few people I’ve told about my current struggle in a nearly cult-like environment, none of them really, truly understand and they sure as hell don’t have answers. Some of them find it hard to believe is even real. It’s a painfully lonely path, and only one other person I know has actually been through it. Before I said even three words she knew what I meant.
If you want to do something truly, profoundly good in this life, it means two things. One, there will be some kind of brutal and harsh trade off you must choose between- what can you endure and what you cannot afford to lose. Two, you will be closely confronted by the most disempowering evil and tragedy that you have aimed to heal or transform. You cannot slay dragons if you don’t venture to their caves, nor can you understand dragons or have the opportunity to make peace with them.
More than anything else in my life, I just wish for people who would be willing to see me as I am and accept me even if they disagree. The loneliness of all-encompassing ostracism and lying in the big picture builds walls so we can’t be vulnerable with each other. Yet I have to operate in this environment that REQUIRES social closeness and vulnerability to get anything done, so I’ve been living on the edge both miraculously and dangerously for about 3 months. And I don’t really know what will happen if I just start openly disagreeing or sharing what I actually believe, even in cases where it’s important or advocates for our clients.
I’m very low on the agreeableness scale, I usually test at about 5%. If an outlier like me isn’t speaking plainly in these environments, more agreeable people may have no concept of proactive honesty and disagreeing at all. The main reason I decided to be quiet is because I concluded most people who express astounding hatred and cruelty towards people like myself have no desire to empathize. At least, they sure as hell parrot sociopathic hatred. Yet it’s possible that some people pretend to believe the same things out of self-defense. Akin to the villagers pointing fingers at someone else being the witch, so the accuser is not the victim of the witch hunt themselves.
Sadly, those very actions ensure the environment rapidly degrades even faster, until everyone has ostracized each other, and what’s left is a wasteland. Only at that moment could some people wake up and realize they had been at war. At war with reality, with honesty, with courage, autonomy, and thus consciousness itself. I’m at a stage in life where as far as I perceive it, ALL corruption at the archetypal level is rejection of consciousness. When you are that far on the path of ego-corruption you willfully reject wakefulness with life itself, you may not even know what you are rejecting and how much you imprison yourself.