So I'm at the point where I've decided what to do for thesis and the only thing I'm lacking is in my ability to care enough.
I wish it were just senioritis that I could blame, but too much is going on around me that is making me feel like a sitting duck.
I just wrote my own Definition of Self today, I decided to wait until I felt I was in a better place mentally, physically, and emotionally. By 'better place' I honestly mean a place that is usually me, what I honestly believe to by my true definition of Self. What I wrote mainly consisted of how strong I am, how I fight through, and how I love and understand Me, and how I wish it could be the same way for everyone else.
I think what I really wanted from this project was for people to look at themselves and define their Self... and feel good about it? I was questioned about my methods for collecting the definitions, I felt accused of 'leading' my participants to answer a certain way. This is something I rebuke because I never wanted my participants to answer a certain way, I wanted them to answer their way and yeah, essentially I hoped all my participants would write something they'd be proud of, and I am also understanding that means something different to everyone. I am the designer of this little thesis creation, I am also an 'Incurable Optimist' to quote Michael J. Fox; So if that permeated into my directions and thus the results... well, good.
What I've observed is people wrote both good and not so good things about their Selves. Not terrible being as we're all human, we have flaws as well wonderful parts that makes us who we are. But I think it makes me sad to see that the people around me never really say how beautiful they are and how they love the person they have become (and this is a generalization, I'm not pinpointing anyone at all.) Only two or three people stated clearly their confidence and openly expressed their love for their Self.
Right now in my life, I watch the people that I love struggle with their perspectives on their physical, emotional, and spiritual beings. No one feels complete joy, no one feels beautiful, no one seems to love themselves because they are struggling with weight and eating disorders, they husband or boyfriend or the girl they secretly love doesn't acknowledge them, they aren't smart enough, they are struggling for validation by someone who never gives it... etc etc etc.
You have to wonder if it's too much to hope that I could touch people even a little bit to make them look at their selves and feel love?
Poster Sets v1
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