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In the June 2012 issue of Elle Magazine, Kristen Stewart participated in an interview that revealed her mature and surprisingly insightful mentality.
Yet some argue otherwise.
One of her most infamous statements was,
‘“Because I didn’t go to fucking school, I feel I would have had a bit something extra if I
had,” she says. “Maybe because my life is so perfect, when I see the other side of life, it just seems like, almost like I want…” Stewart struggles for words. “You can learn so much from bad things. I feel boring. I feel like, Why is everything so easy for me? I can’t wait for something crazy to fucking happen to me. Just life. I want someone to fuck me over! Do you know what I mean?” That which doesn’t kill you makes you stronger? “Exactly. It’s one of the reasons I want to act. I love living in different worlds, because a lot of times mine is pretty nice and easy.”’
Upon reading this, I immediately regarded her statement as one of a young woman able to escape ignorance and remain grounded in a lifestyle that usually causes otherwise. She understands the fulfillment of hardships and adversity to life: their role in providing balance between fortune and struggle which teach life’s greatest lessons and create humility and wisdom. Yet not many readers would agree with me; many readers magnify on a supposed ungratefulness of her seemingly blessed life and attack her point of view.
A person who commented on an online copy of the article stated, “This girl would have to crumble if she had to deal with the daily struggles of most people….” Another wrote, “She really lives in a bubble and is disconnected from reality.” Another said, “Only an immature spoiled brat would complain about how boring a privileged life is….” Some advise her to be careful what she wishes for. Still, some crudely claim she got what she deserved in her recent cheating scandal with Robert Pattinson.
Evidently, readers are more impressed with Stewart’s lack of appreciation for the fame and celebrity high life and fail to see the damages and consequences of a sheltered upbringing. Moreover, they seem to resent her for thinking in such a way and then applaud her misfortunes.
So what does this say about people? Are we bitter towards the success and fame of others or are we unappreciative or perhaps unable to even recognize our own substantial life?
I would answer yes and yes.
Her privileged life deters her from hardships that allow her to feel the passionate emotions many of us are vulnerable to daily; yet she values it more than we do. She now aches for drama, passion, intensity and raw emotion through her characters to compensate the lack of them in her own life.
Stewart acquires an intelligence which allows her to become attuned to our complicated but substantial reality while she lives in a theoretical bubble of bliss. Ironically, and somewhat destructively, perhaps this suggests people can only value certain virtues when they are denied them, translating to an inability for gratefulness. So where does happiness fit in?
I guess when we can exercise humility.
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