Whole, Half, 2%
January 6, 2021
Milk does a body good. Do you remember that campaign where everyone in the commercials would have a milk mustache and a smile? Milk was a star all on it’s own. Then the makeover happened to the white liquid. The choices once were simple; White, Chocolate, Strawberry. Now there is Fat-free, Almond, and Oat. The plethora of types just keeps growing. The slogan goes Milk does a body good, but apparently one size doesn’t fit all.
Doesn’t matter which flavor you prefer to drink, the benefits of the beverage for your health have been proven. This is one of the options in life that if ingested correctly will offer you great rewards internally and externally. There are alot of other external choices that can add profit to your well being internally, but there are just as many negative ones. So many of them have there own campaigns as well.
One of my least favorite campaign although not created by an advertising agency, but marketed all the same. These sayings float around in the atmosphere, but we have the choice to adhere to them or not. My least favorite of those man made slogans is “I wasn’t whole until I found you.” This implies that your not a complete person without the presence of another. Sure having a partner in your life is great , and should enrich this experience that we call life. To give another this much power over our happiness becomes detrimental to our internal soul.
Were you not a whole person before this new addition came into your life or were you a half of a person? Maybe even a 2 percenter. Now that the other person completes you; what happens when the new addition becomes a subtraction? Does your value decrease to the original sum or does it plummet even lower now that you’ve finally gotten to see what being whole is like? From the beginning of time the world has based the value of women on the man in her life or her father for that matter. That’s just how we are viewed, but what’s more disturbing is that women ae now voluntarily measuring their worth on that same demeaning scale.
We have quietly accepted the notion of our self-worth being summarized by rather our finger has a ring on it. So much so that a lot of us are getting married to appear acceptable or to be in competition with other women. Too many marriages are toxic and unsafe, nonetheless we hold onto them because we believe that we are or will be seen as less than without the title. The single woman has become an outcast in society. So much so that even if we aren’t married, and have a child the woman becomes the man’s babymama. The man is still the man, and his stature remains the same no matter the women’s contribution.
We as women have to start realizing that our self-worth is only valuable if we attribute to our spirit. Standing firmly in yourself without all of the comma’s and remaining confident in that equation. Then and only then can you have a meaningful life. Being your own woman full and content in your wholeness. Got Milk????