Guts & glory go together. Marcus Aurelius 4.29

Nature requires our participation. When we cut ourselves off from her, we lose life. Being attached to her necessarily means that we must learn to bear with the hard truths she carries, as well as the easy. In order to have viable crops, families, and communities, we must be prepared to suffer as well as enjoy, to cooperate with others and to look after ourselves. We cannot choose escape from all consequence. That choice is not given to mortals.

Εἰ ξένος κόσμου ὁ μὴ γνωρίζων τὰ ἐν αὐτῷ ὄντα, οὐχ ἧττον ξένος καὶ ὁ μὴ γνωρίζων τὰ γινόμενα. φυγὰς ὁ φεύγων τὸν πολιτικὸν λόγον· τυφλὸς ὁ καταμύων τῷ νοερῷ ὄμματι· πτωχὸς ὁ ἐνδεὴς ἑτέρου καὶ μὴ πάντα ἔχων παῤ ἑαυτοῦ τὰ εἰς τὸν βίον χρήσιμα· ἀπόστημα κόσμου ὁ ἀφιστάμενος καὶ χωρίζων ἑαυτὸν τοῦ τῆς κοινῆς φύσεως λόγου διὰ τοῦ δυσαρεστεῖν τοῖς συμβαίνουσιν· ἐκείνη γὰρ φέρει τοῦτο, ἣ καὶ σὲ ἤνεγκεν· ἀπόσχισμα πόλεως ὁ τὴν ἰδίαν ψυχὴν τῆς τῶν λογικῶν ἀποσχίζων, μιᾶς οὔσης.

If ignorance of what exists in the world makes us strangers to it, ignorance of what happens in it is no less damning. Fleeing political discourse makes you an exile. Shutting the inner eye of the mind makes you blind. Depending on others for all the resources required to support your own life makes you a beggar. Severing yourself from the shared order of nature, because you are displeased with her events in some moment, sunders you also from her beauty and grace. She carries you, along with whatever it is you hate. Cutting your soul off from the discourse of others isolates you from the city, whose integrity requires conversation.