March 9, 2025 | Demir Antay
How Marketing Destroyed Your Belonging
We are all addicted, not just to money but to marketing.
Telling us that if we get that big 4x4 SUV family card, we will finally be happy, and our kids and partner will finally be happy.
Nobody took the time to ask the question maybe my family doesn’t like me because they do not know me … maybe because I don’t spend time with my kid and create new experiences, maybe that is the reason?
Everybody has a quick excuse for this as well: “Well my father didn’t spend a lot of time with me as well, he provided and I respect him for it, this is the new generation's problem”.
Everybody's excuse changes from time to time, but it is mostly in those lines where they just take no accountability.
Maybe it is okay to give up on an older self that we created because that older self is sick.
How did we get sick?
After the Second World War, from 1945 to 1950, marketing shifted from just trying to analytically sell their goods to selling a dream.
It was called the “American Dream”.
Companies have shifted from selling basic needs to selling lifestyle dreams.
That is why if you take a marketing course right now, the value disposition of an offer you create, they tell you to bump the dreams high, so that the consumer is more likely to buy.
If you know about Maslow's hierarchy of needs, it is a psychological framework that was developed by Abraham Maslow.
It states that after you cover your basic needs, which are food, shelter, water, sleep, and clothing.
You get no more positive incentives to spend your resources. So the companies needed to make a play for your higher needs on the maslow hierarchy so that you had an incentive to buy.
The higher levels of maslow hierarchy are love and belonging, esteem, and self-actualization.
That is why you see nearly every consumer product we are being sold is around either family life or making a play to your self esteem needs.
Maybe it is a watch that should just tell the time, but it is now a symbol of your self-worth.
Maybe it is that red-colored Ikea coffee machine with those little espresso packs.
Yes, if your wife uses that you are a man, you made it.
And don’t get me wrong, this is not a satiric post where I condescend to you and establish superiority.
I have done this too.
I wasted my whole life believing that as a young man, if I made something out of my life, I would be worthy of love.
If I out-worked everyone with my trade, I would be worthy enough to buy those designer clothes, I would be worth enough so that someone would love me.
But I could have spent that time trying to create good memories with loved ones, maybe trying to be a man that had the necessary skills to have a long-term girlfriend that would eventually create a strong family unit.
All of my skills are around city life, paying bills, and work.
Nothing else …
I didn’t even spend time to think about my own self-actualization or my own set of beliefs that would make me a virtuous and esteemed man.
All of my belief systems are programmed by school, family, and work.
Virtue and esteem as a man are not a score board of money points where we just aimlessly chase a coin.
It is what you leave behind, what you create, how many loved ones you have cultivated in your life, and it is the dog or cat that doesn’t leave your side and loves you.
You can’t buy that. The price is not money.
The price is experience, and the fee is your time.
But we spent it on designer clothes.
I hope we will all be happy in the end.
Steps that I am taking in order to recover
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I just created a minimalistic basic needs setup, where I will only be paying for my basic needs in the maslow hierarchy.
The point is not to have nothing in life. The point is to remove the need to try to mix love with money.
What a waste and a poor way of living life that is.
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My number for that freedom is 1500$ - 2000$.
This might be simple and low, and it is intended that way. This is the price of my freedom.
Some people might come and say to me. You are not free if you still work for somebody else, but it is possible to earn this amount from your laptop, working for yourself.
And if this buys my freedom, I am all for it.
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The only thing that bothers people psychologically, or at least me, is the clothes section.
I really don’t want to spend any money on clothes. But just because I will be buying a low number of clothes and trying to buy them cheap should not mean I will be unstylish or buy things from second-hand stores.
Why do we look down upon stores like HnM or Zara or some other cheap, efficient but stylish retailers? It is just a black T-shirt, let me have it for cheap and fresh.
If you don’t dress freshly you really feel bad about yourself.
I will go into what I will buy for my minimalistic wardrobe, but the number I got down to is around 800$-1000$ for all of the wardrobe.
Think about it: if you just put that number to the side, you will never be worried about buying clothes again and be stylish.
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This is not torment, I don’t want to do this out of pitying myself; I just wanna genieunly become a minimalist.
It really feels like it is helping me mentally and clearing my mental space. This is a gift that I give to myself. Not torture.
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I don’t want to spend my money on dinners with people you don’t care about or who gossip right behind your back.
The food is not that great, I cook better and more nutritious food at home anyway. What is the point?
I cannot buy my way into a good family by sitting at a table ordering some weird dish, trying to dress so nicely that other tables would look impressed at me and my partner.
For what, exactly? I would rather spend my money and time on giving meaningful gifts, creating memories, loving and spending time with the family that I want to create.
Love is not consumerism, it is time and attention.
I can’t buy my way into it.
I hope these ideas of minimalism, marketing, and Maslow’s hierarchy make sense.
I plan on writing more about these ideas while mixing them up with psychology, minimalism, love, etc.
Use the information as you would like.
Thank you for reading, and I hope you have a great day.
Thank you.
Demir.