It freaks me out when I read interviews with the world’s most successful people. It’s li
It freaks me out when I read interviews with the world’s most successful people. It’s like most of them are unhappy. Have y'all read the new Brad Pitt article in GQStyle? It’s vulnerable and simple and you can feel a weariness in him. He’s lost his wife. He’s lost his kids for now. He’s in his big beautiful house alone with a dog. He’s tired of acting. He has started sculpting. He’s philosophical in a bewildered way. There’s one moment where he says, ‘I’ve become absolutely tired of myself.’ . I remember being in my late twenties and feeling something like that. I was still making the same lies and manipulations and mistakes I’d been making at 18. I remember thinking 'shoot, it’s ten years later, I’m an adult now, and I’m still doing this.’ I wanted a new set of vices, a fresh start. I see why people move to new cities and start new lives. I can see why people have midlife crises and affairs. We realize the accruing imperfections, the ones we thought cute or permissible in youth, are sticking to us like coats of paint. They are becoming us. We’re outgrowing nothing but excuses. . Imagine being one of the most successful actors (or humans) on the planet, the world wants to be you in a thousand ways, and you’re lonely and confused and tired and fidgeting. You have few peers. Who’s shoulder do you lean on? . 'I’ve become tired of myself.’ . How many dads are bad to their wives and kids because they quit growing, quit excavating their vices year over year? . How many moms are bitter and cunning in their manipulations, motivated by a justice they seek through a thousand cuts, poisoning themselves to kill someone else? . How many humans are controlled by their brokenness, so committed to it, that to heal it would erase who they’ve become? Erase the person they think they are? . Thinking about all this today. . : @jasonradical (at Mount Whitney) -- source link