You can just simplify it to “what kind of a world are we leaving for our children” and that conveys the same fear without being overly specific and obsessive
I have spent real brain-minutes -more than I’d care to admit- fretting over whether my cats understand how much I love them. Not whether they understand that I love them, I get low level anxiety that the true depth of my love is not felt by them.
This is why dogs exist!
I’ve been through a whole evolution the last year between asking out loud “do you know I love you?” Then questioning my epistemic standards for knowledge and whether cats can hold the same, so shifting the question “do you sense that I love you?” The latter seems more verifiable lol. Just seeing them do a slow blink at me and crawl up in my lap to boop their heads against mine confirms they’re at least comfy. Over enough years, I can’t imagine what else it would be other than them having that sense to some degree
They might not understand the full extent of it, but as long as they’re happy and healthy, idk what else I could ask for
Interviewer: “What’s something that you hate?”
I am unfamiliar with this “comfort”.
Jesuschrist OP
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So prioritise teaching social skills, empathy, and how to be outgoing?
My mother is in her mid 80s and moved to a village where my sister lives. She’s been there about two years and has more friends than my sister does. She’s not even the most extroverted person I know. She makes the effort and it mostly works out for her.
I don’t think I’m quite as sociable as her but I’ve done my best to put myself in situations that help me learn how to be sufficiently outgoing. No one is coming to save you - you have to put the work in. A manic pixie dream girl isn’t going to knock on your front door to whisk you away to a new place where your friends come pre-installed.
I guess my point is that this feels like a worry that things can be done about - and those things will deliver life-long boosts to quality of life. I’m far more worried about stuff like climate change, future food supplies, and things like that when it comes to my daughter.
Do you guys ever get sad seeing a small child these days and knowing that they’re probably going to have to fight and kill other human beings for food and water in their lifetime?
The real unpack here is why you’re not afraid of the same for yourself, instead —especially considering you’d have gone through it to the end already in the listed scenario, thus it’s an impending and much nearer threat… 🤷🏼♂️ Priorities, kiddo.
