People don’t exactly want to hear about the great new car you bought, they don’t want to hear how great your family is doing. But suppose you are proud of your accomplishments, then what? What one calls “Sharing My Life Story” others call “Boasting”.
My wife is working with another woman and they have become good friends. They have the biggest fun sharing stories about their families and the success of both families; they are totally excited about one another’s accomplishments. We have another older couple we hang out with and we spend HOURS enjoying each other’s company, sharing success stories and wealth strategies, it’s great.
But on the other hand, we have many friends we no longer hang around with because they were just not interested in sharing success stories with us. Our daughter was living the life in her new adventure, their daughter was sharing butt pics with men overseas. We were excitingly sharing stories of our trip to Europe, they never left their state before. Over time, they just faded out, I’m sure tired of seeing our happy asses. We tried having single friends, but it just did not work out for us. So we have found that it is better to surround ourselves with people on the same plain. So one must surround themselves with people living a similar lifestyle.
This past 3 months I learned why the rich surround themselves with other rich people, why the poor surround themselves with other poor people, families surround themselves with other family-oriented families, spandex jogger moms surround themselves with other spandex jogger moms, and so on and so on.
You want to be able to share your success stories, but others are not always going to be happy for you. I have seen this on numerous platforms: Negative stories get thousands of likes, but positive stories get so so likes.
I have a Facebook friend who lives in rural America, whenever she posts photos of flowers and insects, she gets a bunch of likes. But when she posts something positive about a “Black” person, crickets. She posts something about a little white kid, dozens of likes, but a cute African kid, crickets. A celebrity gets into a train wreck, the internet goes crazy, and cries by the thousands. A regular citizen gets killed while trying to save a kid from an oncoming train, not much interaction.
Over time mankind has been trained to wish for the worst people, his life is miserable so he feels his entire surroundings should be miserable with him. Even tell-lie-vision has society rooting for the villain.