Mio amore, presto sarò con voi...

1 near-death experience
+ 1 adopted family
+ 1 broken family
+ 1 move back into my family
+ 5 exams
+ 5 more days...
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= I think I need to get away.

Overt head movements and persuasion: a self-validation analysis

Validation is defined as something decided upon, confirmed, accepted and then given to one party by another. Why is it that the one entirely affected by the validation is the only one removed from the process of distributing it?

« Self-validation » seems to be a concept reserved for the behavioural psychologists, the dissociated and multifarious on their emotional roller coaster ride, or the software analysts.

But what about the rest of us? (Well, the rest of you: I count myself among the dissociated & multifarious.) Is self-validation really as extremist as Google seems to indicate?

There is no other person who will ever know me or my life or be affected by what happens to me to the same extent as I will be. So why should anyone besides me decide when and for what I am acceptable, true or just?

In a life where the powers of independence are exalted but independence itself is only accepted behind a ring; where liberalistic opinions are firmly proclaimed from the loveseat before the husband arrives home from our career; where life is all about the journey and not the destination, as long as we’re settled and decided by the time we’re 24; where butterflies are traded for dogged determination and controversy dropped in face of conflict…

In a life like this, I can’t wait for someone else to decide when I should be satisfied. I can’t wait for someone else to decide what I deserve. Let’s stop waiting for others to treat us to happiness. Validate yourself when you feel that it is earned. And while you’re at it, treat yourself to a specialty coffee as well.