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Thick enough?

I never realised how important it is to develop a thick skin. Not only is thick skin important for healing and when you get older, it's also important when experiencing life. I was watching a documentary about Michael Jackson the other day and continuously people would say he failed to develop a thick skin which resulted in his obsession with how others viewed him, he had a childlike mentality that didn't understand the world of the media where every action is scrutinized.  (I'm not discounting his alleged crimes of paedophilia that's a seperate story).

Ultimately his obsession to become the world's greatest artist drove him mad and drove him to depression and insecurity. I don't think I can fully say I understand Michael Jackson but I can say this, he was extremely unique and talented but with this came his oddness;his bizarre obsession with children for one and his lack of ability to comprehend the world.

When I was watching this documentary I wondered to myself how much of a thick skin I have. Was I in danger of becoming like MJ? I severely doubt it. But it's opened my eyes to the danger of being too weak and too fragile, it's important to experience harsh realities and learn how to deal with it. I feel that the placement I just finished helped me to do this.

This particular placement was by no means a walk in the park. I wish. It made me cry and honestly made me doubt my entire life. But it changed how I viewed things, life as sad as it is to say, will not be easy, I've come to accept this and I hope it can help me to my journey in helping others to realise this too.

The reason why I think it's important others learn this, is otherwise we fall into the danger of victimization and blaming the world, when in reality we need to change our perspective and toughen up.

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