- April 01, 2019
- Ned Erickson
At the risk of being political or not political enough, let me preface my remarks by saying this:
The “Me Too” movement is a good thing, an important thing, a heartbreaking thing, and an inspirational thing. It has moved me. And I appreciate what it is doing to bring things to light.
This short blog is not about the Me Too movement. Not necessarily. Nor is this post about harassment, abuse, or any sort of wrongful or heinous act. Not explicitly.
So what is it?
This morning, I feel compelled to simply write this, or to the point, to rewrite some words from C.S. Lewis, who writes:
Friendship…is born at the moment when one [person] says to another “What! You too? I thought that I was the only one.”
I wonder if you have had a moment like that? I have. I have valiantly overcome that terrible fear that feels like your body is about to explode and you no longer ever again are going to be able to hold it together. And you manage to say it – that thing you have always been so afraid to say.
And the person looks at you.
For a split second you wonder if they are going to slap you or laugh at you or tell you how rotten a person you are.
Instead, they look you in the eye and say, “Me too.”
Those have been powerful moments.
So far they haven’t made the next ones easy. Maybe slightly fractionally easier. But not easy. It’s never easy to confess a thing.
But Oh! What profound joy and love that can be found on the other side! That is what I’ve experienced. That is the power of Me Too.
To tell somebody, “Hey, I got this wound.” And to hear back, “I got one, too.” And to feel the acceptance and the sense of belonging and the hope that we are not alone in our pain. That is how friendship is born.
And that is how movement is made.