At a lovely dinner party this Sunday evening, we chatted about a case of cannibalism. In Germany, a man posted a Craigslist ad looking for well-built men. The victim of the cannibal agreed to be eaten, was castrated, and consumed a part of his own flesh.
The whole thing is sickening, and you can read the full story here:
I was stunned. As a human being, my instinct is to survive at all costs. I couldn’t understand why others would have a desire to consume human flesh, but even beyond that, I didn’t understand how a person could agree to that torture, and then eat a part of their flesh themselves.
How can we agree to do something to ourselves that is harmful and destructive?
And worse, how can we encourage someone else to hurt us?
But then I thought of the million little decisions I make each day that hurt me. I decide to work a 12-14 hour work day. I usually decide that I don’t really have time to workout. And its easy to believe that we don’t need to go to that dinner party or spend time with our friends, because we have so much work to do. And yes, I am not dating now–largely my choice–because I believe the lie that I don’t have the time to date.
It seems to me that we often cosign our own destruction.
The man agreed to be eaten.
And while that’s super extreme–I don’t want to be stabbed in the neck after eating a part of myself–I do think that I need to make decisions that will benefit me, not hurt me.
be kind to yourselves. don’t cosign your own destruction.