Is life really about doing what you want? Is that all there is to it, in the end? That’s a sort of selfishness is appealing but can also be hurtful to others. So then it becomes a matter of which you care about less: getting what you want or hurting someone. There are a few things to consider. Like do I care about this person enough that I don’t want hurt them? What if I choose not to hurt this person, don’t get what I want, and I suffer instead? To what extent should we force ourselves to suffer so as to not cast that struggle on to someone else?
Shit happens and people get hurt. That’s the way it goes. We have to be selfish to make the best lives for ourselves. Other people can’t be our main priority.
For the record, I’m talking only about participating adultish people here. Not like people with families or major responsibilities or anything. That’s the point of it all anyway, isn’t it? To get those major responsibilities? To rely on ourselves. To find people who deserve our selflessness. Maybe being selfish comes first, so we can be selfless later. We’re all working to get to what we want. To get the big career or family or that rad vacation or whatever it is. There’s always a price to pay, something to lose, sacrifices to make.