ONE'S REALIZATION OF ONE'S SELF IS RELATIVE AND THE THEORY OF RELATIVITY IS AS SELF-ACTUALIZATION IS A TERM

It takes a fairly determined, strong-willed person to do something. Anything. It doesn't matter what that thing is, (eg. returning a phone call, washing your feet, reading required readings for school or anything that involves advancement through exertion and application, of any sort) In order to get up to doing any of these things, it takes something that most people can only get from others. A push, a pull, a swift kick, some semi-encouraging words from a different perspective or harsh advice backed by a harder push forward. (Or slowly and slightly more sideways than forward, depending on how you look at it) It seems to me, that humans (myself included here, not just because I'm a human but because this definitely applies to me) seldom take that extra step or courageous leap or second chance or stab at a bleak opportunity - not without a ton of support, or when all other options are exhausted and you are desperately grabbing at super small straws. Why? Because we're scared. Scared (or is it unable?) to change, move, re-locate, learn new things, meet new people, expand our minds through our beliefs and actions - and re-actions to others' actions. The price of age is one that is most expensive to our growth as people, (not in terms of bulging bellies and double chins but on a more philosophical level) because it is simultaneously difficult and easily excusable. That constant search for what seems like unreachable autonomy comes at a high price, which we pay for physically, emotionally, mentally, and socially - out of our own pockets. Then on the other hand (the one that is not in a pocket), if we start doing something willingly, natural and for fun and then are suddenly forced (or asked politely but sternly) to do it for reasons other than why we originally started doing it (eg. to kill time vs. for marks) then all of a sudden we don't want to do it anymore. (Not completely, but quite a bit less, at least) Even if we're good at it and like doing it and want to continue getting better at and liking it more. We trade control for patience, and spontaneity for control - an unequal transaction that may or may not spur creativity (but definitely urges effort to try). This may not apply to professional athletes (and some musicians, teachers, etc., and others who may come the closest to realizing self-satisfaction), however, even some of them feel the same way as us ordinary humans about the elite-and-skilled-kid-over-fun-plus-money-man formula that the major sports leagues apply like a back catcher's tag on a suicide squeeze or that society pushes on a rock band like an extremely drunk and willing groupie, (or is it band-aid? I'm not sure). Boy oh boy, humans are funny people, man oh man. I mean girl oh girl. Or is it woman oh woman? Speaking of which (people that is), there are probably many normal everyday people who are almost fully super functional and happy - through in and through out their lives. One's realization of one's self is relative and the theory of relativity is as self-actualization is a term.