Well, the closest I see to robotic behavior is groups of young people in a restaurant texting each other, despite the fact the person they're texting is right next to them. No eye contact, heads down, blurry thumbs.
Yes we all have challenges in life. We all have obstacles to overcome. Some have physical or mental handicaps. Nobody has it carefree. And life is not meant to be easy. Every day will mean dealing with something.
But we have choices in how we handle our lot in life.
Anxiety is fear, and fears can be conquered. It takes work, but it can be done.
We also have the choice of how we accept our circumstances.
Case in point. Two weeks ago, I fell on ice and broke my hip.
Spent a week in the hospital (got a steel rod from my right hip to my knee). Painful as anything.
Right now, I can stand with assistance, but can't walk, drive, work,
Can't even go to the bathroom on my own.
One split second my whole life changed.
Today starts my second week of rehab.
I could collapse in a puddle and give up.
I could feel sorry for myself.
I could skip therapy, because it can be painful.
But what good does any of that do? Nothing.
Every day in therapy, I see myself getting stronger, being able to do a little more than yesterday.
Yesterday with help of therapists and a crutch, I climbed stairs.
Getting my confidence back. Facing and conquering fears. Dealing with pain. Knowing my future will not be the same as before.
But I'm not giving up. I have too much to live for.
I owe it to my wife, I owe it to those that support me, and I owe it to ME.
I won't have a carefree life after all this, but I don't have to live with fear either.