The Truth Behind Stanford Prison Experiment
The experiment’s most uncomfortable finding is this: None of them were monsters. They were people—just like us.
The situation didn’t reveal who they were. It decided who they became.
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The Truth Behind Stanford Prison Experiment
The experiment’s most uncomfortable finding is this: None of them were monsters. They were people—just like us.
The situation didn’t reveal who they were. It decided who they became.
Living with the Leftovers đź«‚
A childhood experience that molded me into who I am today is the realization that I often received only what was left behind—things that I could never truly call my own.
Pre-loved clothes, hand-me-downs, and even food, which brought joy to a kid who yearned to have her own things.
I thought it doesn't really have any impact on the way I perceive and handle things, but a realization grew on me. This formative experience has inflicted an excruciating wound on my heart that is incapable of healing.
Up to this day, I reflected on how I reject offers by friends and family, and how difficult it is to accept gifts. It all boils down to this.
I grew up believing that other people comes first before I get to have my own. That I have to patiently wait and conceal my longing for things. Even until today, often times, I still can't consider some things my own because I always have to share it with others.
I am taught of the values of sharing and I carve it into my heart, but as selfish as this sounds, I want to have my own things, too. Something that I don't have to share and wait for my turn because I get to have it as mine.
Self-Reflection
"Life doesn't make any sense without interdependence. We need each other, and the sooner we learn that, the better for us all."
— Erik Erikson
Along with my reflection is Billy Joel's "Piano Man" which depicts a story of characters who share hopes, heartbreaks, and stories, creating an atmosphere of nostalgia and melancholy. The song highlights themes of connection, the pursuit of dreams, and the bittersweet nature of life that is somehow intertwined with social psychology.