The Comfort in Things

As I read this article, all I could think about were all of the things I have acquired over the two decades that I have been alive that have meaning to me. As I sat, I could think of dozens and dozens of objects that I placed meaning with. All of these objects tied me to people, and I believe allowed myself to get closer to the person, feel closer to the person, and have a more intimate friendship with the person.

As a society we have delved into the world where we need something to remind us, to comfort us that we have certain relationships. I remember my boyfriend giving me his sweatshirt, and while having this sweatshirt I felt connected to him, it allowed me to feel that even though we weren’t together, I had something of his, and therefore we were sharing a deeper connection.

People latch on to things as a way of comforting themselves and as a reminder that whatever relationship the object pertains to, is real and does exist.

We could look at the acquiring of objects as a stamp of approval in this world, therefore, a feeling of gratefulness and success, a feeling of comfort. We live in a society where objects now place value on your worth as a person, and a person is judged off the amount of stuff they own and the amount of money they have. People can place their self-worth on these items and therefore they bring comfort and reassurance to them, reminding them of their value.

Like I said, I am just as guilty as anyone else when it comes to acquiring and holding onto objects to bring comfort to my friendships with other people. I place value on something so simple as a chocolate cake or a boyfriend’s t-shirt. Things trigger memories and these memories allow us to relive an experience that allows us to feel closer to whatever person related to the object.

We have built a word that requires objects to confirm their friendships. We live in a word that values things ideas. In the article, “The Comfort of Things”, reviewed by Erin B. Taylor, we are able to delve deeper into the reasons why we cling to objects in order to feel comfortable with our friendships and our self-worth. It’s really a twisted concept.