I was unhappy when I gave a shit too much, especially about caring what others thought of me.

It was aggravated by the fact that I had to deal with ungrateful people. I'd ask myself, "Why bother doing good? Why help? Why obey? It'd only make me unhappy."

Then I stopped giving a shit. I stopped giving a fuck.

I liberated myself. I released.

I stopped being nice to people I don't want to be nice to.

I stopped caring so much about what others thought or said.

I stopped obeying.

I stopped trying to please others for no real reason.

It felt good. Not giving a fuck felt awesome. It was a real pleasure to actually be selfish. 

But yet, not giving a shit can make you listless. It can make you passionless. It can make you slack and less curious. I remember laying in bed all day not wanting to get up. 

That's the paradox of not giving a shit.

That's why you need to strive for balance.

You need the right amount and right type of 'care.'

Care for yourself, but care for others that are worth caring for. Eliminate the toxic people in your life and throw them away. 

Always stay passionate, but don't slack. There's a difference between being slack and lacking passion altogether.

And always remember to have love. Love is the ultimate emotion, be it self-love or love for others. 

Sooner or later, some fucks need to be given. And it's entirely up to you.

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