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Do you even care anymore? (1 Viewer)

Do you care anymore?

  • Yes

    Votes: 30 30.3%
  • No

    Votes: 42 42.4%
  • I don't even care enough to vote in this stupid poll

    Votes: 27 27.3%

  • Total voters
    99
I don't care nearly as much now that I have secured my family a good life.  Stuff doesn't bother you much in this place.
You should care even more, you have kids. Maybe we are thinking about the word care differently. I don't mean care as in getting all worked over everything. I mean care as in believing, wanting and working towards improving life.

 
I don't care nearly as much now that I have secured my family a good life.  Stuff doesn't bother you much in this place.
:goodposting:

lotta work left to be done, but a great and firm foundation is in place ... really enjoying watching it all unfold, it's more rewarding than I ever imagined .

 
Agent Smith: Why, Mr. Anderson? Why, why? Why do you do it? Why, why get up? Why keep fighting? Do you believe you're fighting... for something? For more than your survival? Can you tell me what it is? Do you even know? Is it freedom? Or truth? Perhaps peace? Could it be for love? Illusions, Mr. Anderson. Vagaries of perception. Temporary constructs of a feeble human intellect trying desperately to justify an existence that is without meaning or purpose. And all of them as artificial as the Matrix itself, although... only a human mind could invent something as insipid as love. You must be able to see it, Mr. Anderson. You must know it by now. You can't win. It's pointless to keep fighting. Why, Mr. Anderson? Why? Why do you persist? 

Neo: Because I choose to.

 
You should care even more, you have kids. Maybe we are thinking about the word care differently. I don't mean care as in getting all worked over everything. I mean care as in believing, wanting and working towards improving life.
Yep - I was thinking of it differently - like do I care what other people think or letting other people upset me.  I agree with your last sentence.

 
You cannot tell from appearances how things will go. Sometimes imagination makes things out far worse than they are; yet without imagination not much can be done. Those people who are imaginative see many more dangers than perhaps exist; certainly many more than will happen; but then they must also pray to be given that extra courage to carry this far-reaching imagination. But for everyone, surely, what we have gone through in this period

...

this is the lesson: never give in, never give in, never, never, never-in nothing, great or small, large or petty - never give in except to convictions of honour and good sense. Never yield to force; never yield to the apparently overwhelming might of the enemy.

Do not let us speak of darker days: let us speak rather of sterner days. These are not dark days; these are great days - the greatest days our country has ever lived; and we must all thank God that we have been allowed, each of us according to our stations, to play a part in making these days memorable in the history of our race.

 
Puts me in mind of this:

Storms

Every night that goes between
I feel a little less
As you slowly go away from me
This is only another test

Every night you do not come
Your softness fades away
Did I ever really care that much?
Is there anything left to say?

Every hour of fear I spend
My body tries to cry
Living through each empty night
A deadly calm inside

I haven't felt this way I feel
Since many a years ago
But in those years and the lifetime's past
I did not deal with the road

And I did not deal with you, I know
Though the love has always been
So I search to find an answer there
So I can truly win

Every hour of fear I spend
My body tries to cry
Living through each empty night
A deadly calm inside

So I try to say goodbye, my friend
I'd like to leave you with something warm
But never have I been any blue calm sea
I have always been a storm

Always been a storm
Ooh, always been a storm
I have always been a storm

We were frail

She said
"Every night he will break your heart"
I should have known from the first
I'd be the broken hearted

I loved you from the start
Save us
And not all the prayers in the world could save us
 
This is a funny topic, one that me and my wife discuss often.  Too many times my response more often than not seems to be "I really don't care".  it's not that I don't want to care, but I think I have had the energy to care sucked away over the years.  Hey, death is inevitable and I can deal with that, but I think with each passing you inevitably begin to question what is most important.  To list what shapes us over the years would be too lengthy to post here, but I think when I lost my MIL (who was 57) it was by and away the tipping point for me.  My last straw was 11/2015 when I lost my beagle pal.  Trust me, I know dogs have short life spans and his death was inevitable, but when you love something or someone with all your energy and all your being, there is nowhere to go to get away from the memories, both good and bad.  Couple that with investing years working for 2 companies that simply sold off to competitors, costing me 15 years of my career, well.........................

I now take the simple approach that I am in it for myself and to give back quietly in areas I feel are important to me.  I am comfortable looking in the mirror.   I don't go the extra mile, I don't hustle or care, I do enough to further my own end game.  I always speak the truth, it is not for me to worry if you can handle it.  No, I don't care about your kids, if you are going on vacation, what you did last weekend, what your plans are, if you come to the office, if you work remote, if you are on fire; I keep to myself, head down, eyes forward. 

To me, an enormous burden has been lifted and things have slowed down.  It's a beautiful thing to go thru life without a care in the world.

Highly recommend it!

 
This is a funny topic, one that me and my wife discuss often.  Too many times my response more often than not seems to be "I really don't care".  it's not that I don't want to care, but I think I have had the energy to care sucked away over the years.  Hey, death is inevitable and I can deal with that, but I think with each passing you inevitably begin to question what is most important.  To list what shapes us over the years would be too lengthy to post here, but I think when I lost my MIL (who was 57) it was by and away the tipping point for me.  My last straw was 11/2015 when I lost my beagle pal.  Trust me, I know dogs have short life spans and his death was inevitable, but when you love something or someone with all your energy and all your being, there is nowhere to go to get away from the memories, both good and bad.  Couple that with investing years working for 2 companies that simply sold off to competitors, costing me 15 years of my career, well.........................

I now take the simple approach that I am in it for myself and to give back quietly in areas I feel are important to me.  I am comfortable looking in the mirror.   I don't go the extra mile, I don't hustle or care, I do enough to further my own end game.  I always speak the truth, it is not for me to worry if you can handle it.  No, I don't care about your kids, if you are going on vacation, what you did last weekend, what your plans are, if you come to the office, if you work remote, if you are on fire; I keep to myself, head down, eyes forward. 

To me, an enormous burden has been lifted and things have slowed down.  It's a beautiful thing to go thru life without a care in the world.

Highly recommend it!
For me, "I don't care"  means I have compartmentalized said event away for my own health & well being. Its a fairly simple, detached (& as my wife says, coldhearted) coping mechanism:

1. Does it personally affect me on a daily basis

2. Is there realistically anything I can do as a person to change it.

If I can't answer yes to both of those, it goes into a box. 

 
Well you can tell ev'ryone I'm a down disgrace
Drag my name all over the place.
I don't care anymore.
You can tell ev'rybody 'bout the state I'm in
You won't catch me crying 'cos I just can't win.
I don't care anymore I don't care anymore

I don't care what you say
I don't play the same games you play.

'Cos I've been talking to the people that you call your friends
And it seems to me there's a means to and end.
They don't care anymore.
And as for me I can sit here and bide my time
I got nothing to lose if I speak my mind.
I don't care anymore I don't care no more

I don't care what you say
We never played by the same rules anyway.

I won't be there anymore
Get out of my way
Let me by
I got better things to do with my time
I don't care anymore I don't care anymore
I don't care anymore I don't care anymore

Well, I don't care now what you say
'Cos ev'ry day I'm feeling fine with myself
And I don't care now what you say
Hey I'll do alright by myself
'Cos I know.

'Cos I remember all the times I tried so hard
And you laughed in my face 'cos you held all the cards.
I don't care anymore.
And I really ain't bothered what you think of me
'Cos all I want of you is just a let me be.
I don't care anymore D'you hear? I don't care no more

I don't care what you say
I never did believe you much anyway.

I won't be there no more
So get out of my way.
Let me by
I got better things to do with my time
I don't care anymore
D'you hear? I don't care anymore
I don't care no more
You listening? I don't care no more
No more!

 
I sit in meetings with a notepad and as people talk I just jot down the term "SIDCA"

#### I Don't Care About

I nod my head a lot as I write it down every 30-45 seconds.  People like to talk a lot.

 
Agent Smith: Why, Mr. Anderson? Why, why? Why do you do it? Why, why get up? Why keep fighting? Do you believe you're fighting... for something? For more than your survival? Can you tell me what it is? Do you even know? Is it freedom? Or truth? Perhaps peace? Could it be for love? Illusions, Mr. Anderson. Vagaries of perception. Temporary constructs of a feeble human intellect trying desperately to justify an existence that is without meaning or purpose. And all of them as artificial as the Matrix itself, although... only a human mind could invent something as insipid as love. You must be able to see it, Mr. Anderson. You must know it by now. You can't win. It's pointless to keep fighting. Why, Mr. Anderson? Why? Why do you persist? 

Neo: Because I choose to.
The nihilist motto.

 
The nihilist motto.
Nihilist: Ve believes in nossing, Lebowski. Nossing. And tomorrow ve come back and ve cut off your chonson.

The Dude: Excuse me?

Nihilist: I said [shouting]

Nihilist: We’ll cut off your johnson!

Nihilist #2: Just think about that, Lebowski.

Nihilist: Ja, your viggly penis, Lebowski.

Nihilist #3: Yeah and maybe we stomp on it and squoosh it, Lebowski.

 
Just got back from lunch.  Before lunch I voted yes.

Now after spilling pizza sauce on my crotch and having two annoying conversations with my wife about her mother, I'm changing my vote.

 
Today is a good day to die.  -Flatliners
Old Lodge Skins: Come out and fight! It is a good day to die! Thank You for making me a Human Being! Thank You for helpin' me to become a warrior! Thank You for my victories, and for my defeats! Thank You for my vision, and the blindness in which I saw further! You make all things and direct them in their ways, O Grandfather. And now You have decided the Human Beings will soon walk a road that leads nowhere. I am gonna die now, unless death wants to fight. And I ask You for the last time to grant me my old power to make things happen. 

[Lies down to die. After a moment, props himself up on his elbows to add:]

Old Lodge Skins: Take care of my son here. See that he doesn't go crazy.

[Pause...]

Old Lodge Skins: Am I still in this world? 

Jack Crabb: Yes Grandfather. 

Old Lodge Skins: Heeya... I was afraid of that. Well sometimes the magic works and sometimes it doesn't.

 
I do, as much as a person can care for an irritating anonymous poster on an internet board.

Weird how most people made this about themselves.  

 
Old Lodge Skins: Come out and fight! It is a good day to die! Thank You for making me a Human Being! Thank You for helpin' me to become a warrior! Thank You for my victories, and for my defeats! Thank You for my vision, and the blindness in which I saw further! You make all things and direct them in their ways, O Grandfather. And now You have decided the Human Beings will soon walk a road that leads nowhere. I am gonna die now, unless death wants to fight. And I ask You for the last time to grant me my old power to make things happen. 

[Lies down to die. After a moment, props himself up on his elbows to add:]

Old Lodge Skins: Take care of my son here. See that he doesn't go crazy.

[Pause...]

Old Lodge Skins: Am I still in this world? 

Jack Crabb: Yes Grandfather. 

Old Lodge Skins: Heeya... I was afraid of that. Well sometimes the magic works and sometimes it doesn't.
A great, and seldom cited Movie.

 
i care and so do all of you even the frauds that say they do not and if you ask me how i know i say the riley fund take that to the bank bromigos 

 

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