Archana K B

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Day 10 - Myth of Normal

Today, baaton hi baaton main, we remembered a school friend of husband from his native. He had taken his life few years ago after a framed police case regarding some fraud. We were discussing how sensitive he was from childhood. All the neighbours knew him as a “softy”. I feel his failure is a cultural failure since teaching him to balance his emotions was a cultural responsibility like many others.

I am currently reading a book, “The myth of Normal” by Gabor Mate which put forwards the point that major diseases in the society is because of how society encourages us to suppress emotions. Women bear the most brunt of it in forms of cancer, as they are taught from young age to not express their anger, resentment after horrible physical and emotional abuses. 

Though I prefer to remain neutral on these medical topics which I am not knowledgeable of, I do feel society has a major role in how personality of a human being evolves. Nowadays therapy is talked about more openly than before, and if men cry, they are not looked down upon. The knots are untangling one by one, though there maybe other knots forming at far end. The changes are visible and we can just hope they are for the better even if it doesn’t seem normal right now. 

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jaee jadhav

23 days ago

"society has a major role in how personality of a human being evolves..." - true! 👍

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