If the norm functions as a form of collective sleep, then the gaze of others is its silent guardian. That gaze validates, frames and regulates. It may be warm or chilling, explicit or diffuse—but it is always present. From our earliest years, we learn to seek it, fear it and desire it. We are not born with the need for validation; we learn it.
Even before acquiring language, every child develops an acute sensitivity to the visual and emotional atmosphere surrounding them. A raised eyebrow, a reassuring smile, a cold silence—each becomes a signal that conditions behaviour. Gradually, the child understands that certain gestures elicit attention, affection and security, while others provoke distance, disapproval, discomfort or anger. The world then divides into permitted and dangerous regions, not according to what is right, but according to what is accepted.
This is how a fundamental automatism begins to form: I am what others are willing to see in me.
The more this mechanism is repeated, the less perceptible it becomes. By adulthood, we no longer experience the need for validation as a learned reflex, but as something self-evident: “I need to be understood”, “I need to be loved for who I am”, “I need recognition”. These statements appear legitimate and profoundly human—but are they truly our own? Or are they merely the echo of a search for approval so ancient that it has become structural?
The problem is not that we need others—human connection is fundamental and formative. The problem begins when the other becomes the sole mirror of our worth. When their gaze reflects not our singularity, but the norm to which we have, or have not, successfully adapted.
At that point, to exist means shaping one’s light to fit the collective bulb. Not too bright, not too dim. Just enough not to disturb.
Dependence upon the gaze becomes a second skin. We no longer act in order to experience, but to be seen. We no longer create in order to explore, but to be recognised. Paradoxically, the more we attempt to “be ourselves”, the more dependent we become upon those who may—or may not—validate that expression.
Today, we call this self-assertion, authenticity or personal development. Yet often, it merely teaches us to market ourselves within a more sophisticated display window. From a Psychooptic perspective, the gaze of the other is an encoded beam: it perceives only what corresponds to its own filters. When we construct ourselves exclusively through that prism, we become confined within its limitations.
One might say that the collective gaze does not perceive the individual, but only their degree of conformity to the figure of the “acceptable self”. And through the desire to belong, the individual gradually bends to fit that figure.
But a human being is not a code. A human being exceeds, escapes and vibrates elsewhere. This is where tension arises: the need for recognition collides with the need for inner truth. Until this tension becomes conscious, it may produce unease, false paths, ruptures and even dependencies. For every absence of being seeks compensation.
And so we scroll.
We perform.
We reinvent ourselves endlessly—to please, reassure and correspond to the expected image.
In doing so, we drift further away. From what? From ourselves—from whatever we might have seen, felt or dared, had the gaze of others not shaped us so profoundly.