I want to be supportive...

But sometimes it's just incredibly difficult. I am probably far more conservative than most of my friends.

I am not in an industry (when I'm working) which gives me a lot of public controversy over benefits or pay or merit reviews...

I likely hold, what most people I know would consider to be, rather archaic views on hot topics such as abortion or The Environment or politics (of ours or other countries) or healthcare or welfare.

What's more, what opinions I do or do not have on a lot of these topics, I don't necessarily care to share or debate or harp on or be "pro-active" about.

Maybe that makes me a bad person in your eyes. Maybe I don't really care enough to care.

But, in our world today, we are inundated to feel the need to care about something. ANYTHING. We tweet; we status; we blog (yes, yes... the irony here is not lost on me)...

"Opinions are like assholes; everybody's got one."

And, strangely... all this talk; all this bluster and bombardment and "sharing" has had one effect one me - I find myself angry. Not at the establishment; not at the circumstances; not for or against a particular stance. I find myself angry at the over-abundance of sharing. I no longer care. In fact, all the sharing has left me in a state of aggravation... so much so that I'm ready to quit all the social networking and blogging and electronic connections to the world. Why? Because I can't take it anymore... I can't take the force-fed opinions wanting me to care so much about things I can't be bothered with right now. Why? Because I have my own little world to worry about that I can no longer worry about everyone elses.

Yes. I'm selfish and I'm mean and I'm a horrible, horrible human being because of it.

But I just can't seem to process all the bad and the negative and the venom that seems to be spewed across the interwebs. And I'm sorry that everyone else in the world is having a hard time of it and that my "little" problems don't deserve the national and international attention of everyone else.

But they're my problems. And I have to deal with them every day. And I can't keep taking on everyone else's.

So if I'm silent or sullen or ignoring... it's not that I don't care... well... ok... maybe it is... but it's really more the fact that I can only hold so much and right now, what I've got pretty much takes the cake.

We don't want your crazy here... we're all full up.