I just realized I’ve survived everything I’ve ever encountered in life.
I have a 100% survival rate.
I’m fucking nailing it.
(via recoveryisbeautiful on tumblr)
Today’s world, amplified by technology & social media, is absolutely, relentlessly, brutal on our esteem & self expectations.
That is why I say: Survival is underrated.
It is underrated because everything around us suggests we should assess success on some achievement, or worse, assess based on some unhealthy comparison on Instagram, Tumblr, twitter or elsewhere. Uhm. Everything other than survival. As if survival is expected therefore judgement resides on the ‘something more than survival.’
What if we did look at 100% survival as fucking nailing it.
We survived the ‘less-than-well-thought-out-email’ after staring at your keyboard and hearing the echoes of “why did you type that … what a jerk … it’s now over … the universe is crumbling to pieces … this is the end of my world as I know it.”
We survived the random conversation where in a moment of ‘authenticity’ you actually said what was on your mind and <a> it wasn’t particularly smart, <b> it didn’t come out exactly right, <c> it wasn’t the ‘popular’ thought, <d> insert whatever thought you want in here where you were looking back at the moment with “stupid, stupid, stupid” was echoing in your head.
We survived every comparison we made in our head with every unhealthy comparison we made with every moment, email, tweet, post, photo, argument, debate, review, etc that occurred where at the end of the day you hear “am i good enough”, “am i good looking enough” “can i ever do something good enough” echoing in your head.
Shit like that happens all the time. I am not suggested there may be some consequences of some of this shit but, you survive and move on. That said. It would be naive to not acknowledge this is the evil little shit that seems to play some nefarious role in our everyday Life.
We survive these evil deeds, which we all seem to inevitably do, day after day.
We survive these evil deeds, which usually are done by our alter ego who we wish would go away, day after day.
The truth? Our minds are the worst villains in our Life stories.
Think about it.
The ones that just sit around ‘being evil’ are a dime a dozen.
Our personal villain seems to be like that asshole who just started last week and always seems like they have something to prove. They have an evil drive to destroy something around them so that they can prove themselves.
And while we like to think the world is full of sneaky villains out to destroy us and destroy our dreams, most of everyone out there is simply doing their best – for themselves. Not with any real intent to harm you in particular but rather indifferent to your success & health versus their own success & health. That means, for the most part, we really have to survive the villain in our own head.
That means if you are sane, kind of have your shit together most of the time, not particularly self-destructive and, on occasion, think you are the bomb diggidy <or redonkulus>, you have a 100% survival rate.100% of the time you have survived the most evil villain in your story – your mind.
That means you are fucking killing it.
Just think about that.
Think about that really fucking hard because, contextually, a lot of the shit around us in the world is doing whatever it possibly can to make parts of you not survive.
It was Alvin Toffler who warned us of, well several things in the 1980s.
He warned us about technology, in general, with regard to how it will affect our psyche: Revolution in Media will mean Revolution in psyche.
He warned us how things like Instagram, which did not even exist at that point, would create an unhealthy universe of comparisons: A Warehouse of Images.
We ignored those warnings and we now are facing the consequences.
Here is my point.
Despite all of that the majority of us finish each day and can say we have a 100% survival rate. In a world in which we have some fairly absurd ways of measuring success, survival seems to be a completely underrated measurement.
That sure as hell sounds like a really good thing.