Why you should start giving a fuck
I’m tired of not giving any fucks.
I joined the give no fucks movement a while back. The emotional turbulence of a series of unfortunate events really called for the ability to give no fucks: Job stress, a nasty breakup, and a slew of different variables that turned me into a mess.
You’ll find a ton of advice out there as to how you can give no fucks – trust me, I’ve Googled it multiple times. I’ve been that desperate. But you really don’t need a manual. The concept is so simplistic and perhaps well intentioned: to not surrender to the nuisances in our lives.
I will admit that this way of thinking has gotten me through some pretty tough times. When in doubt, instead of wallowing in self-pity I’d hold my head up high and tell myself that none of this negative stuff made a difference in my life.
But here’s the thing: giving no fucks is a cop out for taking time to care, and sometimes that isn’t cool. It often should have no valid place in reality. I haven’t wanted to admit it to myself for a long time. You don’t realize that you’re kind of objectifying people. Disregarding your own natural inclination to care makes it seem as though things don’t matter – but they do.
We don’t let ourselves feel anymore. Whenever we deal with something complicated, we tell ourselves to ‘give no fucks’ – to shut down. We catch ourselves doing it all the time. It is the new norm.
We are told to speak without emotion at work, with our families, and in our close relationships. Regardless, emotion is taken to extremes; you either care a lot, or you don’t care at all. You have to train your mind to think this way and it’s hard to escape it when you’ve been at it for a while.
With all this said, I want to give fucks about the things in my life, even if they aren’t going the way I’d like. My family, my love life, my friends, my work – everything.
Giving yourself permission to feel for the things around you is perfectly natural, and you shouldn’t expect anything less from yourself.