Who killed the pop star?
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As almost everyone knows the passing of Michael Jackson the singer passed away suddenly. A tragedy yes, a dramatic moment most assuredly, but who really killed the pop star? Was it the medical industry? Was it the media? Was is his fans? Was it himself, or his debt?
No one may really know for certain, though I would say most of these things. One’s own perception of their own self, what one thinks others believe about them, can be very destructive. It causes all of us to react, or not react in certain ways. Imagine being Michael Jackson and trying to live up to everyone’s expectation. That alone would be crushing to most people.
How many of us change something about ourself because of being teased as a kid, or thinking that it is a bad trait? Wearing something because we believe someone will find us more attractive, or less offensive. Certainly we say to ourself, “No, I wouldn’t do that!” But really we do. It is as simple as our sunglasses to make ourself look cool. Most of this reaction pretty much comes from our development years, wanting to be accepted. Wanting to be accepted by our parents, peers, a girl, a boy, or even some one we admire. Certainly being teased, or picked on stimulates the response. Certainly media, and advertising doesn’t tone the development of the need down either. Wanting to be noticed, not picked on, teased, or being attractive to get ahead in life is too alluring and strong. We all fall for it.
Now imagine being a super star on the verge of public collapse, with the potential need to come back and live up to everyones expectation. The worlds eyes on you. I’m pretty certain anyone of us would not last for long under that kind of pressure. Imagine how you would deal with it physically, and mentally?
Yes, every time we put on a face, or get that one thing we have to have to comfort our own needs, in some small way we are killing a pop star. Just remember to battle our own thoughts of what others think about us ~ who we are really is always somewhere in the middle of what we think about ourself, and what others think about us. We’re pretty much in the middle.
- special thanks to one of our readers (Michael) for suggesting we right about this
