You are so right that we often think of “Who cares?” in a flippant way, but it is a very relevant question. I loved how you walked me through why it’s a relevant question.

When I think of the question, “Who cares?” I want to say “I do.” I don’t always act on this answer, but perhaps that’s something I need to work on…and it’s not BIG things. For example, who cares that the store clerk is grumpy and unhelpful? After all, it is his or her job to help me.

If I do care, however, I can choose to let the grumpiness go or even ask, “Are you feeling okay?” Who knows what that person’s story is???

I know I’ve said this before, but thank you for making me think about this…you always make me think:~)

My four year old sometimes says, “I don’t care.” I always admonish her when she says it, because I think it is one of the most hurtful things to say about yourself or to others.

As far as the phrase, “Who cares?” God cares, family cares, friends care and the list can go on and on. I think when we are feeling down and depressed, it is easy to think, no one cares. I think it is the self-pity in us that leads us down that road. There is someone in everyone’s life that cares. Always.

Even when I don’t want to, so that the pain will stop. It can be painful feeling like the only one who cares about what I do. Especially in light of the cold, hard fact that world will keep on turning after I die. It’ll be like I never existed. Me and the fact that I cared.

Man, that sounded doomy and pessimistic, didn’t it? I should’ve left it at the first two words!

Smiles, and thank you to Belinda for urging forth these insights !
Nancy

There’s 2 ways to ask “Who cares?” One could make it as a dry statement from a nonchalant standpoint and one can ask it in pursuit to find someone who actually does care. We should ask ourselves who cares? And more importantly, “what really matters?”

Great article, thanks for sharing!!

Your friend,
Jarrod

While I know there were often “reasons” for this, I found it heartbreaking. Imagine living a life in which no one cares! Unimaginable to me.

Although I have always appreciated having people who do care, my experiences of sitting with those who have no one really brought home to me just how much I do have.

Caring is everything. I feel it is what makes life an outrageously magnificent gift. LOVE.

I had this reminder just last night visiting friends and listening to a beloved friend as she delved into a deeply significant issue and she, her girlfriend, and myself laughed and cried together.

This is the best of caring. Upliftment.

Thank you once again Belinda for bringing us home to caring!

I love what you wrote about someone singing, even if no one cares. Sometimes it’s just fine if no one else cares.

And on the flip side, when we see someone else in pain, just expressing that we care can be very powerful. Just our presence and the thought of comfort can help.