The Physical Impossibility of Tragedy in the Mind of Someone Living in the Twenty-First Century

We’re all strong enough to endure someone else’s tragedy.

I used to add this line to every single one of the novels I wrote.

It seems to me that the most technologically advanced era in human history is one of isolation and desensitisation.

What I mean by that?

Walk into any coffee shop or bar and you’ll see folks reading news on their phone (it used to be newspapers, now it’s social media), TV preaching all sorts of tragedies, fires, deaths, and chaos.

It seems the world is busy 24/7 on destroying itself.

Of course, this is but a biased perspective thay we are being fed, but nonetheless…

It’s what we see all around us. Despair. Violence. In movies, art, video-games, news, you name it.

And whether or not it turns us into creatures of violence, I am quite certain it makes us less sensitive to our inner humanity. And that of others.

Simply put, deaths become statistics. Numbers. Meaninless information.

Everybody seems to have it really bad, and it seems impossible to find the time to relate to this on a human level.

We are so many that we feel utterly and inconsolably alone.

My own struggle is viewed in the same way, I think. People have a hard time understanding that I suffer immensely and that I need help and support.

I couldn’t go to my doctor’s appointment because I couldn’t raise the money I needed to do that.

Spending more and more time in pain, in suffering, in sadness.

Someone who can’t chew, can’t sleep because of the pain, who can’t smile because he is hideous, is suffering.

It is painful.

It is even more painful to write about it, to have to ask for help, to lose my dignity in the process.

That’s how serious this is.

I need your help. If you are willing and able to.

You can help me out here.

Any amount you see fit. Any amount at all.

The treatment costs around $8000. It needs a lot of people choosing to act and help out…

A lot of people.

I’m beginning to lose hope. It’s becoming more and more difficult…

I need your help.

I truly do.

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5 thoughts on “The Physical Impossibility of Tragedy in the Mind of Someone Living in the Twenty-First Century

  1. Wish I could help. I’m 25 and over my head in debt, as well. I’m so sorry you’re going through this. I will share on my social media accounts. I truly wish you the best, or at least, some relief.

  2. One dollar contributed by 8,000 readers; or 50 cents contributed by twice that number.
    I’ll send you ten dollars tonight if that will help spur some others on to ‘love and good deeds’

  3. I feel for you Cristian but sadly I cannot help more financially than I have. My decade volunteering in Romania meant I came back to UK with no money and my pension shot. On the wider question, I don’t read the news on a smart phone (I don’t have a smart phone nor want one); I no longer read the ‘news’ at all and the tv remains firmly off at news times). As you know, I was considering coming back to Romania, definitively, but the biggest problem would be that I need our NHS, for which thank God; without it I would not be writing to you today. I understand that my current medication costs something like £1,500 a month. I hope something good happens for you soon. I do appreciate the reblogs.

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