Also this whole “love yourself first” is nothing but another divisive distraction - keep people individualised rather than coming together as a community, and also perpetuate the idea that our problems are personal rather than systemic.
I don’t love myself, don’t think I ever have, don’t think I ever will, yet I don’t see how that would or should stop me from fighting fascism.
If anything, I’m able to recognise that in large part, if not entirely, my feelings come down to the world we live in and how, as an “other” in many categories, my life is seen as both worthless and also somehow such a thereat that, in both cases, it needs to be destroyed, and the idea that I shouldn’t act until I manage to “get over” all of that (and potentially get comfortable enough, or at least accept, the status quo), is beyond ridiculous. In reality it’s the exact opposite - I must act if there is any hope for others to have a world where they don’t feel like I and so many others are made to, because not loving myself has no bearing on my wanting good for others (and no, they don’t have to be “loved ones”, I don’t even have to know them, that’s the point of wanting a better society for everyone).
Also this whole “love yourself first” is nothing but another divisive distraction - keep people individualised rather than coming together as a community, and also perpetuate the idea that our problems are personal rather than systemic.
Or it’s just a way to contract a fairly simple truth, that a person who has their shit together can organize and commit to mutual aid to a degree than someone who doesn’t cannot.
You gotta know how to swim before trying to help others from drowning.
Fighting fascism is getting my shit together (if you’d bothered reading past that first sentence you might actually hear that my “shit” being the way it is is down to systemic issues, and no amount of “self work” can “get it together”).
Also what’s the point of trying to “swim” if you’re in a toxic pond? If we’re going to drag the metaphor out - get out of the fucking pond, help those around you out, so together you can all turn off the sewage pipe, and then get to cleaning up each other, and the pond. That is self care.
Fighting fascism is getting my shit together (if you’d bothered reading past that first sentence you might actually hear that my “shit” being the way it is is down to systemic issues, and no amount of “self work” can “get it together”).
The neat thing about generalities such as “love yourself first” or “you have to learn to swim before you help others from drowning” is that they aren’t specified towards anyone’s specific circumstances…
It seems that you are taking a general statement and making them all about your specific life circumstances, which to be honest seem fairly melodramatic.
my “shit” being the way it is is down to systemic issues, and no amount of “self work” can “get it together”).
Lots of us deal with systemic issues, you’re not the only minority in the US. Plenty of us still work to overcome the systemic abuse handed down to us by an uncaring or even malevolent state.
get out of the fucking pond, help those around you out, so together you can all turn off the sewage pipe, and then get to cleaning up each other, and the pond. That is self care.
No one is saying you should be a self centered ass who doesn’t help or care about anyone else. Just that people are fragile beings that need to be able to acknowledge they aren’t a bottomless well of praxis.
Lots of people burn themselves out of the leftist movement, mainly by throwing the entirety of their effort towards a goal for a year or two and then becoming bitter or jaded that their hard work is not only unappreciated, but ineffective.
Revolution is a marathon, not a sprint. You have to learn to pace yourself.
I’ve spent my whole life focused on self growth. It’s been a wise decision, because unlike self love it cannot be passive. It forces me not only to form community, but to form a community that I can grow in. Individualism without isolation, but rather striving to be the kind of person I want around.
It could’ve stopped fascism long ago, and today it may help. But it alone won’t. I must act. We all must.
Yeah the self-love schtick does feel a little bit reductive, and kind of along the lines of “oh that person has depression, so that’s why they’re sad” levels of incuriousness about like, the potential context and origins of “mental illness”, beyond just attributing everything to better ideas identification and purely physiological causes that are completely contextually devoid.
I dunno, I really do like. Find it absolutely fascinating, the degree to which your average person can be totally placated by a meaningless platitude.
Also this whole “love yourself first” is nothing but another divisive distraction - keep people individualised rather than coming together as a community, and also perpetuate the idea that our problems are personal rather than systemic.
I don’t love myself, don’t think I ever have, don’t think I ever will, yet I don’t see how that would or should stop me from fighting fascism.
If anything, I’m able to recognise that in large part, if not entirely, my feelings come down to the world we live in and how, as an “other” in many categories, my life is seen as both worthless and also somehow such a thereat that, in both cases, it needs to be destroyed, and the idea that I shouldn’t act until I manage to “get over” all of that (and potentially get comfortable enough, or at least accept, the status quo), is beyond ridiculous. In reality it’s the exact opposite - I must act if there is any hope for others to have a world where they don’t feel like I and so many others are made to, because not loving myself has no bearing on my wanting good for others (and no, they don’t have to be “loved ones”, I don’t even have to know them, that’s the point of wanting a better society for everyone).
Or it’s just a way to contract a fairly simple truth, that a person who has their shit together can organize and commit to mutual aid to a degree than someone who doesn’t cannot.
You gotta know how to swim before trying to help others from drowning.
Fighting fascism is getting my shit together (if you’d bothered reading past that first sentence you might actually hear that my “shit” being the way it is is down to systemic issues, and no amount of “self work” can “get it together”).
Also what’s the point of trying to “swim” if you’re in a toxic pond? If we’re going to drag the metaphor out - get out of the fucking pond, help those around you out, so together you can all turn off the sewage pipe, and then get to cleaning up each other, and the pond. That is self care.
The neat thing about generalities such as “love yourself first” or “you have to learn to swim before you help others from drowning” is that they aren’t specified towards anyone’s specific circumstances…
It seems that you are taking a general statement and making them all about your specific life circumstances, which to be honest seem fairly melodramatic.
Lots of us deal with systemic issues, you’re not the only minority in the US. Plenty of us still work to overcome the systemic abuse handed down to us by an uncaring or even malevolent state.
No one is saying you should be a self centered ass who doesn’t help or care about anyone else. Just that people are fragile beings that need to be able to acknowledge they aren’t a bottomless well of praxis.
Lots of people burn themselves out of the leftist movement, mainly by throwing the entirety of their effort towards a goal for a year or two and then becoming bitter or jaded that their hard work is not only unappreciated, but ineffective.
Revolution is a marathon, not a sprint. You have to learn to pace yourself.
I’ve spent my whole life focused on self growth. It’s been a wise decision, because unlike self love it cannot be passive. It forces me not only to form community, but to form a community that I can grow in. Individualism without isolation, but rather striving to be the kind of person I want around.
It could’ve stopped fascism long ago, and today it may help. But it alone won’t. I must act. We all must.
Yeah the self-love schtick does feel a little bit reductive, and kind of along the lines of “oh that person has depression, so that’s why they’re sad” levels of incuriousness about like, the potential context and origins of “mental illness”, beyond just attributing everything to better ideas identification and purely physiological causes that are completely contextually devoid.
I dunno, I really do like. Find it absolutely fascinating, the degree to which your average person can be totally placated by a meaningless platitude.