Hmm, Quandry, I cultivate and curate and even choose my reality. In my life, I've always been able to depend on one thing. people are unpredictable and, given enough time they will hurt you in some way. Every one of them, without exception. Now, This may seem like a negative outlook, I consider it logical. Even best friends and family that love each other argue and become bitter at one another at times.
I find myself, in a situation where I have shut myself off from what most people would call interaction with others. Now, What is reality is the question at hand. For some of you, I am living in a bubble, a falsified unfounded sense of security brought about by disconnection and dysfunctional disassociation. However,
To me, This is my daily life and Truthfully the reality I live in. So I ask? Who is correct? The man that says my reality isn't real? Or Me who asserts that It's surely the life I've lived for years and enjoy every day.
What is real for one man, may not be possible or feasible for another. If I and you and several others witnessed the same event and retold the story of the event for years and met back up after a decade to compare stories, We would all have different accounts. This is how the acquisition of information works, No one was there to set a consensus, An agreed upon ledger of the event, In fact. Everyone there perceived the event from their own perspective and formed their own opinions. And the only certainty is Those opinions won't match. Reality is a flawed idea, It's the conceived notion that there is a normal. What is normal to one man, won't be to another. So reality the concept of Reality would be a different thing for everyone.