Fear of Silence

I hear a lot of people say that the fear of death and the fear of public speaking are two of the main fears in this generation, but I disagree. I think it’s the fear of silence. We refuse to turn off our phones, log off Facebook,twitter game sites social media and just sit in silence because on those moments we might actually have to face up to who we really are. We fear silence like it’s an invisible monster, gnawing at us, ripping us open, and showing us our dissatisfaction. Silence is terrifying.” Why? Because it explained the reality of us—the millennial generation.They said, being a millennial, to be distinguished from the other generations like the X’s, Y’s, and Z’s is just a matter of choice. No age brackets, no sociological implications, just pure choice. Diving in this generation is just a matter of developing a coexisting function in the pool of fast and vigorous interconnected culture evolving from the nature of technology, sciences, and human ascension we cultivated throughout history.Deep, right? Because being a millennial is not just about keeping updated in your social media accounts, hash tagging things on Twitter, maintaining an aesthetic Instagram profile, or listening to the most upbeat music of this generation—it’s about expressing oneself unique from other generations, that we have our own and we will celebrate the amazing things it offers. Sounds inviting, right? It’s the reason why we’re getting along with it.But this millennial generation has its own catalyst why it was born. It wasn’t just because the world wanted a new age but this is a product of the culmination of all the minds this planet has seeded from its living experience.It is the result of an unnerving dispute of one’s soul to achieve, maybe its organic greatness as one lives on this very soil the dinosaurs had walked on thousands of eons ago—now we are the hunters, the predators, the drivers of our own destiny. The controlling mechanisms are our fast-pacing environment and the methods our minds we’re sculpted in from the rocks of our own ideas

But we’re afraid of something. We are still vulnerable in our cores. That the high and mighty appearance we show the world is just a mask of the battle we happen to have in ourselves—the demons we’re fighting inside to secure sanity in this insane world. We are afraid of “silence”.