How far out there will you go? To make a point, to break a cycle, to take a risk, to save your integrity? When is safe no longer safe? Do you know how ice cold honesty feels? Are you courageous enough to face and live with the consequences of doing the right thing? Performing a role and lying to preserve the “act” are ingrained into society’s operating system.
Who among us is not broken? Who among us denies they are broken? If you believe nothing else, believe this: There are as many versions of reality in this life as there are creatures with brains. And they ALL judge. How can you possibly escape from the judgments of people who don’t know you? And the ones who do know you; do they really?
I grow evermore concerned about the growing plague of mental illness in our country, especially amongst our young. Addictions, depression, suicide, bullying, isolation, eating disorders, perfectionism, and sociopathic tendencies, to name but a few. The world of human carnivores is far from perfect; in fact, it is and has always been broken. We know this, so why not be honest about it, and ourselves? Our children are force-fed a diet of illusions and expectations never to be realized. They start off holding their parents on pedestals only to be disillusioned when they learn we are broken. They play with perfect Barbie dolls and watch perfect people on TV and magazines and advertisements, only to realize that they don’t look that way. They are coached to be happy, to get straight A’s, to never fail, to be wealthy; and then, when they become sad and hurt and abused and begin to observe failure all around them, they cannot reconcile it. It doesn’t add up. What to do?
I can’t pretend to know the answers. I am probably more broken than most of you, but I would suggest we need a paradigm shift. Treatment is good, but prevention is better. Early on in their development, let’s educate our youth in Ugly World 101. Yes, there IS beauty, happiness and fulfillment in living, but there is also failure, imperfection and brutality. Why not teach pre-teens about the psychology of bullying, or the deceit behind advertising, or how Mommy and Daddy are doing their best but they are not perfect, nor is anyone.
Who among us is not broken? I for one am willing to scream “I am broken! But it’s ok.” Alan Watts said that you can’t fix yourself, because the part of your brain that is trying to fix you is the same part that needs fixing. I agree. So, let’s stop trying, admit we’re broken, exhale, and let the healing begin. We really are OK. Peace, love, dove homies.