I’ve been “unemployed” for the past 5 days. I have unemployed in quotes because I am awaiting an arbitration hearing to finalize my termination or…maybe get “my” job back.
Truth be told, I don’t even want it. This mishap of an incident was just the spark I needed to log the fuck out of the matrix. But that’s not what I’m here to talk to you about.
I want to talk to you about the strongest source of power in the world, even stronger in the western world if you don’t willingly give it up.
I’ve been going through some traumatic shit for the past two years and I doubt I would still be together, in one piece, without my family.
Every time I get down on myself, pity myself, start to feel fuckin’ pathetic, my family is there to remind me that I am a bad motherfucker.
“I sustain myself with the love of family.” — Maya Angelou
You see, your family is where you come from. It is YOUR source of self. And when I say self, I’m speaking in terms of your DNA.
Unfortunately, some of us come from dysfunctional families. The DNA there might be a bit compromised but what I’m speaking of here is a source of power that we forego for the matrix that is consumerism, social media and a host of other nonsense that means nothing when it comes to family.
Once upon a time I was a lone wolf who didn’t think I needed a family.
Boy was I wrong. Had I gone through back in my 20s what I am going through now, I honestly don’t know where my head would be at.
When you have your family, you’re not alone. You can brave the world with confidence because you are consistently reminded of who you are.
Having a strong family should be valued above all else, including money.
I have a well off father who, for the most part, is a lone wolf like myself. But as he gets up in age he has become more family oriented. He realized that it is HIS source of power at this point, always has been.
I want to address a few things. Maybe even convince a few people of a few things in this post.
Kid’s(or grown ups), live with your parents as long as you can
“Families are the compass that guides us. They are the inspiration to reach great heights, and our comfort when we occasionally falter.” — Brad Henry
If I can change anything about my 20s it would be to live with my mother as long as I could. I come from Jamaican roots where you’re encouraged to follow the rules or get the hell out. I chose the latter of course and went about my business.
I ended up renting a little basement apartment in Mount Vernon, NY. Big mistake.
I was paying rent, while going to school full time and being consistently broke after I paid all my bills.
That wasn’t the worst part. I was so damn lost, man. I didn’t know where or what I was doing. I needed my family to help guide me.
Now people might be reading that while living with their family, sharing a bed with their younger siblings, etc and thinking it is the dream to have your own place. Trust me, it’s not.
The happiest time of my life was when my siblings, my mom and I all shared a king sized bed in a one room studio apartment in The Bronx.
We use to eat Chinese food for dinner every Friday, go to the park every Saturday morning in the summer time, went to the galleria in White Plains. I’m getting goosebumps just remembering the train rides on the metro north.
We couldn’t afford anything but it was fun being with family.
Now a days, there’s this weird distance between all of us. I live up here with my family and everyone else is spread out.
It seems as though this is the consensus amongst people in this country.
Every one is so divided. People are glued to their smart devices and the kids don’t come out to play anymore.
“Where the fuck are all the kids?!” — V.P.
Kids, if you can live with your parents/family until you get married, no matter how long that takes, do it. You’ll be happier for it.
Without family, you’re prone to fear
“When everything goes to hell, the people who stand by you without flinching — they are your family.” — Jim Butcher
When you are out there in the world, fending for yourself, paying bills, ignoring your family, you are more prone to fear.
You’re on your own, nobody to back you up, what happens when you fall on hard times? It’s not so much the financial support you need.
It’s the moral support.
We should never underestimate the human will to survive but we should never underestimate the power of family during those lean times.
When we have a family to support and a family that supports us, we become FEARLESS. There is no room for fear because only the present moment exists.
Laughing in the presence of loved ones keeps your head above water and your head clear.
When I was living on my own I had this fear mentality. I always wondered, and this may seem silly, “what if I choke on a piece of food right now? Who would come save me?”
It’s little shit like that that gets to you. It chips away at you little by little.
I know. It sounds ridiculous but I hope it’s helping me to convince you to get married, have children, adopt, or whatever it is you have to do to form a strong, loving family that has your back.
And in the event that you do choke on a chicken bone or something, you’ll have someone right in the other room to save you with the quickness.
Anyway, that’s my rant.