I wrote a post here the other day titled “Being salty”.
I actually knew what feelings were behind the action of this post, but I needed to write it out.
So I wrote there, half-filled with anger. By the end of the post, my head hurt.
Because I had written the anger out inside me.
But what happened then? After publishing the post on both Krapsakas Substack and the blog (homepage).
No one opened or read it.
Like, NO ONE!
I sat there with this feeling and thought to myself, unbelievable. Really!? No one cares.
I thought a title like that would attract people to read.
And, when it really hit my brain, I started laughing out loud.
I’ve obviously heard this phrase (nobody cares) many times in my life.
But it’s been hard for me to understand because I’m a person who lives life from the heart. If I’m not interested in something, I don’t care at all. It’s none of my business, I’ll move on.
But if I am interested in something or it’s important, I’m very passionate about it.
And well, I was VERY passionate about what other people thought of me and what other people thought of what I said.
The roots of this topic go back to childhood, but more recently this topic came to light a few years ago. When a place (people) that was connected to my life at the time and in some ways intertwined told me that I was not welcome there for who I was.
And that hurt me immensely. Because I communicated with these people regularly and in my eyes they were nice. And then there was this slap.
I made myself a lot smaller (and thanks to that I started gaining a lot of weight).
I stopped expressing my opinions and tried to be as neutral as I could at all costs.
As you can imagine, this was a VERY big topic for me.
BUT!
What happened when I left that environment?
Those people were genuinely sorry and sad that I left. And essentially none of them remembered that they didn’t like the real me.
I was sent away with big and positive words of praise.
Let’s just say it took my brain a long time to get it. Because there were so many errors in this story.
I recently heard an influencer use this same phrase (thought):
“Nobody cares! Like, no one really cares about your life! Why do you live by what others tell you? Why do you even think anyone cares about your doings?”
The way that thing was said with such emphasis. It made something move in me.
Almost 10 years ago I started my first business. I started it with great naivety in the greenness of my youth.
It worked quite successfully at first.
But the more I started asking other people for advice and thinking about what others thought about this business and what goods should be sold there, the more the venture went wrong.
I am at a point today with my second company where I have a lot of ideas about what to do.
What products to sell, what services to offer, and what events to organize.
Do you know what I do?
I keep my mouth shut as much as I can and will.
Today I am not talking about what I do, I just do it.
I protect my thoughts and ideas (I hold them) like I would hold a baby.
You don’t let everyone near your newborn. You let them grow and over time introduce them to the world.
What I want to say with my story
Of course, you are important!
And your actions absolutely matter too! They just aren’t important to everyone in the world, and at the same time, sometimes people get a little too interested in your doings, trying to make you think or act differently, which is not okay.
Whatever thing, topic, or idea is important to you today.
Please start with it! Start with it today or as soon as possible!
Please dream big! Think outside the box!
Put your delulu to work. Let delulu become trululu!
Please don’t give up!
Please don’t give up even if no one is interested in it at first or if there are more criticisms than good words.
This is important FOR YOU!
You are the soul of it! And if you act with soul, with passion, then in the end you are a magnet for other like-minded people!
So. Yes. Nobody cares.
And that’s good! Because you can do your own thing!
Keep it going, darling!

Take care, polar bear!
Krapsakas Agnes


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