[–] McKenney96 0 points 1 point 1 point (+1|-0) ago
When it limited my ability to have fun. I don't remember an exact instance but throught the early part of high school I was so concerned with fitting in that I didn't do what I wanted to do because I was to busy caring what other people thought. Sometime between my Sophomore and Junior years I realized I didn't give a shit.
Those last two years of high school were much better. I had better friends and I had more fun
[–] Jamesx_ 0 points 1 point 1 point (+1|-0) ago
I learned when I was in the Air Force to give as few shits as possible. If something breaks, fix it or find someone who can. If someone does something stupid, laugh at them and go back to your day.
I learned that not everything is my fault or can be fixed by me. I stress about everything still since I am a lead of an IT department, but I know that I can't fix all the problems. Throw the work on someone else if you can.
[–] LochNessMonsta ago
I never really did.
I would love to stop giving a shit, but somehow I do care what others think of me. It really depends on how close these people are to me, but I've never been able to completely not give a shit.
Maybe I will get to that point later in life.
i was 12. teacher had prepared a map of the states with numbers on them for a test. this was a transparency on an overhead projector so everyone in the class could see it. she had written the numbers with a fluorescent marker and i couldn't read them from where i was sitting. I complained, asked if I could just look at the transparency directly or something, she basically told me tough shit, nobody else is complaining go back to your seat. i completely failed that test. not sure if that was the exact moment it happened or not but I really stopped giving a fuck about school after that.
There came a time in my life when I became respectable. I spoke the truth, worked hard, negotiated in good faith, and helped build others up along with myself. I changed my behavior 180 degrees from what it once was, and the way people treated me did not change One Fucking IOTA. I realized that people's childhood indoctrination, natural biases, selfishness and bigotry rule the day. Your success and flourishing are completely at the whims of those who surround you, and their approval of you is directly proportional to how much you conform to the norm that you find yourself surrounded by, and those in power you know within it. Competency, trustworthiness, education, productivity, results?...these things barely matter if at all.
[–] Caboose_Calloway ago
Fairly recently actually. A few kicks from life thought me that not only other people's but mine as well do not matter in the slightest.
[–] pm_me_firearms 0 points 1 point 1 point (+1|-0) ago
One day, my ex told me she told everyone in our highschool that I raped her. This had gone on for two years before she told me. At the point, I had lost all of my friends, people avoided me, and I was basically exiled. So I realized fuck it, nothing I can do will fix this shit. So I started doing my own thing. 8 years later, still doing my own thing and not giving a shit.