I'll soon be completing my 1st year into my master's in Philosophy, and to be honest, I've always felt like my parents, other family members and old friends don't understand or care about what I do. Unlike my younger brother, who is finishing dental school and regularly discusses biology and other stuff with my mother and relatives who studied and/or work in the healthcare field, I've never been able to have a conversation for more than five minutes about what I do, and this has always made me very sad.
However, last night my mom came to see me. I was writing a paper and out of the blue, she asked me how I was doing with my dissertation and expressed interest in understanding something about what I do. At first, I found it very strange because this is a situation that has never happened before and I was caught off guard having to explain deleuzian philosophy and cinema to her.
This morning, thinking about what happened, I realized that I have no idea what my mother, brother, father, or other relatives and friends out of gradschool actually do. Like, I don't think I could write more than a paragraph about what my brother does; to me, it's like he's just "studying teeth", you know? Hahaha.
For a long time, even if unintentionally and without realizing it, I blamed the ignorance of everyone around me, even though I AM very ignorant about their stuff. Now, I think everyone who works in a more technical or academic field doesn't really know what anyone else does. Seeking validation or interest from peers is much easier than receiving it from an outsider.