Treat others as you want to be treated.

A magnificent rule. A simple principle that has the ability to fix infinitely many problems. A life saver.

Why don’t we all apply it to our lives, right? If we are not applying this to our lives… does it make us bad? That’s a big, big question.

Having a nice life, being a good person, and stuff like that are some common goals among humans. Just as yesterday, in every conversation, whenever such topics arise, we all use such sentences repeatedly - how honest are we? Are we really good, or is there an illusion of not realizing unintended harms?

To make the observation easier, I will go with a simple dilemma on a hot topic: information.

It’s been more than a year since I deleted my social media accounts. Along with a couple of other reasons, one of the ideas behind that decision was to stop exposing everything about my life. What we essentially do on online platforms is nothing but exposing ourselves to others. The more you tell, the more they know, the more they learn.

Sure, sharing helps people, it is sort of relaxation. Narrating stories, getting reactions, taking actions - enough to get ahead of the mood. However, is this the right method? To achieve such status, how good is it? Is it totally worth giving up the position?

I might be a bit ruthless about this, agreed. But in my opinion, the idea itself is still pretty much alive. Talking is not free or cheap - it comes with the cost of giving power & status to others. A huge trade-off.

You may ask if I don’t have any friends, if I don’t talk with anyone, if I don’t discuss my problems with any person in this world.

Well, I do talk with people. And yes, I discuss my problems with them. It definitely helps me through my journey. I often receive some powerful insights from them (although situations become more chaotic, more confusing). In exchange, I do listen too.

So far so good; there’s nothing bad, eh? Well, there is some noise here.

Quite often, to me, speaking comes with the sense that the people listening tend to do so to gain authority. It may sound ridiculous, but whenever I participate in such events, I really feel like something is off. It’s like these gossips. Having the information makes you feel special. I try to keep myself away from such thoughts by focusing on solutions rather than the general interpretations - and it seems to be working. I do not want to listen to feel powerful - at least, that is not how I want my stories to be treated. Nonetheless, it may not be the case for most.

When I talk, I fear.

I fear people.

No matter who they are, no matter if they are my best friend, no matter if they are someone that I truly trust… I still fear. What’s more, that is not happening since my friends are not true friends, or I am not a true friend of them. I label this idea as a normal process, a normal behaviour, a normal sense of creation. Thus, I continue. I continue to talk. I continue to fear.

People do fear as well. Don’t we all pick our words wisely while narrating? Well, of course not all of us, but most of us. When a person is talking to me, I see the hesitation in their eyes. There’s the fear burning.

Am I a bad person? Maybe.

Is this why they fear? I hope not.

I even try to shut their mouth to prevent a big regret on what they’re talking about. Yes, I’m possibly the bestest person in this world.

Hope you are too.

Oh, I almost forgot the solution. At least, I found one.

I will disappear.

You better think about yours.

You can be certain that this post was not written under the influence of a deep conversation with a friend…