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You kinda just have to stop giving a shit, which I guess is technically Mindfulness.
But I think I achieved it after a bad shroom trip when I had an epiphany that nothing in life matters, but it really doesn't have to matter.
Yep, because when it’s all said and done who cares? You got mud on the floor? So? Your dog doesn’t know any better and you’re human so you forgot. If that happens to me I just think “my happiness and my dogs and family’s happiness is more important than some mud”. I focus on this example because it’s the example OP gave.
In life only one thing matters and that’s happiness and actively hamstringing yourself is shitty
I had something similar to this after a good trip, but the dark version where nothing matters until it hits you, then spent next few years where my déjà vu and empathy kept breaking through ceilings in its way going up
That one was a k-hole for me, but same thing basically. I was like “whoa nothing matters and I’m my own person” and I cut out everyone toxic in my life and stopped betting upset at small things, like someone hitting my car so hard the wheel fell off when it was parked outside. I was like “yep, that’ll happen” and shrugged.
The only things that make me very upset now are people rude to service people and cunts who litter out of their cars (or overall). That’s the only time I yell anymore.