It’s a generational thing. I’m an early boomer (1948) and the thought of spending time worrying about myself has never occurred to me. The lessons I learned in early childhood by my parents and school were ones of struggle, and larger issues of war and survival, issues too large to focus on myself. I learned early that I needed to be productive, contribute to society, take care of those who could not take care of themselves, and perhaps after that look at yourself in the mirror. Too much introspection can lead to a narrow outlook on life, disregard for the conditions of fellow man, and self loathing.