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Maslow's Pyramid

So there is this pyramid.

We learned about it last week

This guy, his name was Maslow...is Maslow

maybe he is still alive. I'm not sure.

I don't even know his full name....I''ll probably do really well in this class, by the way.

So, Maslow, he came up with this pyramid.

A pyramid of physiological need. Ineresting right?

I think it is pretty interesting.

The bottom of the pyramid, the biggest part, contains the things you need the most.

Air, water, food, sleep...you get the idea.

The next part says saftey and security.

In order to live a fufilling life you need...

air, water, food, sleep, saftey and security.

Pretty simple

Then, this guy Maslow, he throws this ******** into the mix...

on the next level of the pyramid he puts love and belonging.

Love and belonging?

A necessity?

I have only lived about 19 years of my life

and I think it is safe to say that I have never loved.

Not really loved anyone.

I love my mom, I love my dog.

I hope that is the kind of love that Maslow is talking about or else

....I am not fufilling my physiological needs.

So I'm a little ****** up, yeah I could belive that.

To top this **** off.

Maslow throws Esteem and Self-esteem on the tip top of this pyramid.

Well now Maslow...hes really making my day

I got none of that either.

So here I am taking some notes in class and

Maslow makes me realized that I'm a pretty incomplete person.

Right here, in the middle of my Psychology lecture

surounded by at least 300 other incomplete people.

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