And of course, those that saved me, loved me, cared about me, chose me.
So. I’ve been thinking about the phrase ‘it takes a village’. The thought was born from my obsession with the new Resident Evil game coming out – if you know you know – but it led to a further thought spiral.
I was thinking about how we grow and are influenced by so many people that aren’t family when we’re kids. Teachers and friends and tv shows. They all affect us in different ways and perhaps change us in the long run.
As a society we seem to accept that – hence the very popular phrase – but for some reason we tail end that idea with ‘to raise a child’. Like damn – I can’t do any growing as an adult? I can’t be influenced as an adult? No no no. Only kids buddy.
I’m exaggerating (only a little) but you get the point, its woven into our very language to leave that kind of recognition to our childhood years. I want to counteract that. When I got to thinking about it, I realised there are so many people I have chosen to have around me, so many that are external to my family unit, that literally changed the course of my life.
I think that some part of us is embarrassed to admit that another person can have such an affect on us, can be the reason we do something or feel something. We live in such a secular, impersonal society, where independence is king. Only your flesh and blood should change the tide of your life.
Sounds a bit silly when you think about it like that.
I recommend that you have a little think about the people who have influenced who you are today, for better and worse, it may make you understand yourself just a little bit more. Of course, I say this after creating a dramatic love/lust/hope/regret letter to these special people who have changed me.
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Until next time x