I want to tell people this sometimes, but I figure they’ll just think I’m mansplaining mansplaining.
I feel attacked
that’s a thing, sure, but at least personally most of the time it’s neither of these, it’s “i have so much knowledge of this topic lodged inside my brain that it’s fighting to escape and i have a profound need to talk about it to others, and there is no greater joy in life than having a person ask follow-up questions”
you will fucking love sociology and philosophy then.
the cycle goes something like this:
- You write a shitty book about philosophy.
- Someone else reads your shitty book. Decides they have a lot of thoughts on your shitty book, and then write their own shitty book about it.
- You then read that book, because now reading is the only thing you do in your time ever (on account of the philosophy) and now you have more thoughts on the topic, and so you write another shitty book.
And this is how we get shit like “incars” philosophy is truly incredible.
I understand that but what if they actually donu understand me and I have done a terrible job of expressing myself
You can’t control how people react to you, unfortunately. This has been my mantra for about a year now and it’s incredible how much I’ve caught myself attempting the Sisyphean task of taking control over how people perceive me and react to that perception. There’s no point in wrestling people into communicating with you properly. It usually just results in anxiety or in you accidentally communicating extra information that you didn’t intend.
You forgot about the part of option 2 where you realize midway through explaining that the other person either understood and you misread the situation, or they just don’t care, but now you’ve gotten too far into the explanation and you just have to power through even though literally every fiber of your being is telling you to shut up
… wait
