'if you have the self-esteem of a slug you can kiss self-actualisation goodbye,
And yet, one of The Albatross's points from Brene Brown:
COMMITTING/COMMITMENT: Committing to everything I do. Even the small stuff, like deciding to eat lunch at 12.30, not 1.30. Or heading out the door for my morning run at 7 and not 9. Or whatever.
Because every time I commit, it builds up my deliberate muscle. Even if the decision might not be ideal, I’m practicing committing.
is exactly what I've heard elsewhere about developing self-esteem (Caroline Myss). Can the two be developed alongside each other?
I'm not sure I'm convinced it's a Maslow-type hierarchy. I see connections, definitely. But my feeling is that it's more of a big splodge, all mixed up together. Two steps forward with one thing, one step forward with another, and so on.
You can know whether you have sufficient food and shelter, because otherwise you have deficiency diseases and get wet when it rains. But how do you measure self-esteem? How do you take into account how much it can fluctuate from one day to the next, one situation to the next? What's "enough", and how would you know?
In fact, personally I don't relate to linking vulnerability with self esteem anyway. For me it's all about safety, and for me safety is not to do with fears of possible rejection, abandonment, aloneness or what others think of me. I have little concern about those things.
My concern about safety, and therefore vulnerability, is being overpowered. Either physically (more people, stronger people) or psychically (psychic crisis/attack). I think this is clearly related to my particular traumas and my relationship with dissociation and amnesia. As well as my underlying personality.
In my case, it isn't an idea that vulnerability = weakness. I have an ingrained belief that vulnerability = stupid. It's not that it would put me at risk of abuse or being emotionally hurt sooner or later, it's that I feel I would be opening myself to immediate violent attack. Vulnerability = I might as well walk down the street with a sign saying, "Only little me here, come and get me". And I might as well walk through the underworld with the same sign.