Life, Love & the Little Things Inbetween

What To Do...One Step at a Time

I've renewed my membership for another year. I looked at other sites and found that nothing drew me in. The bottom line is that no matter where I go, this issue I have with people's refusal to engage in meaningful conversation, for whatever reason that might be, is not my problem, but theirs...even if it means there are no real winners.

I labelled them, probably unfairly, as leaches, but it's hard to know exactly why people act the way they do. And as much as I would love more people to ask me questions and show some interest in me, so I, in turn, can show interest in them, I have had to accept the bitter reality that this is not going to happen.

I blamed social media, apathy, selfishness on their part and a lack of care for anything that doesn't directly involve them, but I am simply speculating the reasons why no one seems to want to share.

If you can't beat them, join them, right? I don't think so.

I will never be so detached...so apathetic that I wouldn't answer someone's question if asked of me and I could. To be quite honest, I'm not sure if I should continue to blog at all. I mean, I love to write and express my thoughts and opinions. There are many benefits in my doing this, especially in maintaining cognitive function, especially now, at a time when I am afraid I might be losing my short-term memory and what this might mean to me going forward.

I try to remain positive, but because of the poor choices I have made in the past, it makes sense that there will be some damage done to my brain's neural pathways...perhaps it is inevitable. Writing is, or at least, might be, a good way to train my brain to seek out other pathways that will offset the early onset of dementia, if that is what happens somewhere down the track.