Food For Thought: Strength In Weakness

How much can change in four months?

Apparently, a lot. COVID-19 has caused governments and businesses to do things they would never (and I mean, NEVER) do in a normal circumstance. Businesses that have invested millions (if not billions) of their currency on cyber-infrastructure are urging their employees to work from home. Some begrudgingly, yes. But they are doing it. Schools have shifted their teaching styles to online learning. Even the tax collector is cutting people slack on their payments, and not just the rich.

People on an international scale have had to make some really, painful decisions. From the doctors to the average homeowner/renter, COVID-19 has made the average day-to-day routine not so average. That’s to say, if you are one of those people who think this virus is actually something worth taking seriously. Granted, I have a little conspiracy theorist in me, too. I admit. However, even I know how to weigh proving people wrong, against sacrificing my own safety to do it. But I’ll leave that discussion for another time.

This post is really for the people around the world who others have labeled weak, vulnerable, and emotionally unstable (or my personal favorite, hyper-sensitive). When the economy continued to purr sweetly through the thin veil of time, these “great, and honorable people” would allocate every minute of their time to chastise others incapable of ignoring their needs, while they enjoyed the strength they received from being allowed to travel to their places of worship, their favorite nightclubs, their bars, their lover’s homes, etc. Yet, they could never (or refused to) recognize that those interactions are what gave them strength. They happily boasted that their success and stability came because of what they did, not because of what others had to sacrifice to get them there. They enjoyed the overflowing and deep reservoir of emotional intelligence that others offered freely to them through touch, through smell and through sound. Yet they dedicated every breadth of that energy and opportunity, to destabilize and demean others – highlighting their misfortune because of their kindness.

When COVID-19 hit, these same people took the stance that this was nothing but a flu. You know what, they may be right. However, because they never tried to cultivate the emotional intelligence to consider the ‘what ifs’ from the very beginning, they continued their everyday routines like nothing happened. It could never happen to them because they were masters of their own fate.

But YOU didn’t. You considered the ‘what-ifs’. You assessed the possibility that this disease may be worse than many officials made it out to be. You, through years of feeling belittled and helpless, recognized that many things are beyond your control, and all you can do is prepare for the worst, yet hope for the best. You already began wearing a mask before any health expert told you to. You made all the preparations to stock up your supplies, buy extra sanitizers and keep your distance from others, not because someone told you to, but because it made sense to do it. You took these steps just in case, because you didn’t want to somehow become infected and, in turn, infect others. Why? Because you had no idea what being infected would do to you, to your health, to your mental state, especially if someone else were to die from it. To hell with where it came from, or who brought it here. It is here and you made it your duty to stop it if it ever reached you, so that the chance of others getting sick would be minimal at best.

You’re not out there finding excuses to leave your homes. You’re not shutting your ears and eyes to the


dangers that this virus poses. You’re not waiting to see if Fate has an arrow pointed squarely on your forehead. If it’s your time to go, it’s not because of something you could have prevented. You’re taking all the precautions you can for yourself and those around you.

You, the retired elderly. You, the loving teenager. You, the considerate adult. You, the adoring father. You, the concerned mother, You, the caring sister. You, the thoughtful brother. You, the sympathetic pastor. You, the brilliant child. You, the careful co-worker. All of you, who others looked down as emotional, unsettled, vulnerable, dependent, weak, unmotivated, unconcerned, incapable of surviving in the cold, cruel world we live in, are doing everything in your power to make it a little warmer for everyone, even though you may not be the one receiving that warmth. But you deserve all the warmth, love, patience, consideration, and respect that this world has to offer, because it is you who is strong, powerful and the most suited to survive in this world. Let no one tell you otherwise.

 

Much Love,

Everybody’s Guy


P.S. Enjoy this song from one of the strongest people I know.

Another Part of Me (2012 Remaster)


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