This week I started a project I’ve been thinking of for a couple of years for supporting people, and affirming loved ones’ value. Compliments mean something from people we care about, so why not give some in a collection form. It’s a tool I could use when the depths of depressive despair stare into me, so I hope it will help others, and I’ll probably write me some too.
Please share as many and as often as you like if you would like to say the same things to people you know.
Maslow’s hierarchy of needs was introduced to me in high school and has since entered the popular consciousness as an accepted part of the basis of human psychology. Since then there has been much research and many articles written about the pitfalls of this theory.
Humans like to create peace and control from chaos by using hierarchical ways of thinking, but life is complex. What if, just to get a different perspective from usual, we thought of the hierarchy not as a pyramid, particularly not as progressive steps on a pyramid, but as a Venn diagram.
Identity can be described, but not well. The magic of being, as large as the universe, Cannot be confined with words, Which are used only to aid connection, On the surface level, When underneath we are all one.
I’ve been trying to change my thinking this week because I’m constantly trying to explain myself mentally in case anyone ever confronts me about anything. So exhausting. I’m trying to catch myself, replace the nervous inner narrative with “because I’m reasonable” and be done thinking up excuses.
For me, thinking of suicide isn’t a bad thing. It’s knowing where the exit is, just in case I need it. It’s reassuring to look over my shoulder and glimpse the green glow of escape. If I see there’s a clear path out, I can calm down and look for ways to get to other, more intriguing doors. Suicide has my back.