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You know sometimes you start a blog post about an idea that hits you that you can relate to and before you know it, it becomes deeply personal to the point of being a little vulnerable. But, here goes. As a CSA (childhood sexual abuse) survivor who was raised in a dysfunctional home with alcoholism and domestic violence, I became aware at a young age of idea of powerlessness and the idea of having any control over anything was ridiculous to me. Add to that the fact that our house looked run down and just not generally presentable, that I wore worn clothes to school, that I was bullied and that I never felt like I fit in and then you can see even more clearly why I would feel that way.
Had someone said control starts with you, I would have laughed at them. The idea of 'being in control' would have sounded utterly absurd to me. As previously mentioned, I didn't have control over what I could wear or what eat, the home in which I live in and its state of repair or disrepair. In my house, I didn't have control over the dysfunction--the yelling, the screaming, in some cases the domestic violence. On my person, I didn't have control over the sexual abuse that happened to me and the bullying in the neighborhood and at school. So, to me the idea to me that I controlled anything would have met with like a "yeah, right" type stare. Before I go on, I just want to state that I'm not focused on what I "didn't have" but am setting up a point. I do realize that I am still fortunate in some ways living in the wealthiest country in the world. But, I digress. I didn't realize it then, but I realize these days that in some ways I had much more control than I understood.
Let's move forward into my adulthood. I was always the 'peacemaker' which in some ways is another way of saying "approval seeker" or "people pleaser". I had started that role in my childhood and played that role in my adult life too. It didn't help that I developed a moderate to severe anxiety condition as a 17 year old and as such sought calm as a result. In any case, this desire for approval (or better yet to not be disliked) led me to not properly stand up for myself. I didn't stand up for myself as a kid and as a young adult I continued this pattern. In some ways, I let those closest to me continued to control me by using my need for approval and my need not to be disliked or unwanted. So, in some ways to me it felt like a progression from my childhood with the manipulation and being controlled that was part of needing acceptance.
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Despite having the sense of 'powerlessness' in my early years and my earlier adulthood, I believe I gradually have awakened to a different view or perspective of control (or power). I used to be view power or control as:
Something that is given or allowed.
Something we have to grab aggressively to gain.
Necessarily involve or interact with that which is outside out.
I've seen the results of a child who had everything taken from him. This child ended up being a bully. He felt like he needed to try to control others to gain control himself. Instead of realizing that he was just a kid and as such his authority was limited, he felt like he needed be pushy with adults to get his way and he needed to demand that he get to do what or get he wanted when he wanted. When he felt his 'authority' being challenged he would get belligerent. When he felt like what he had was at risk, even if that wasn't the case, he felt the need to make proactive threats. In short, he was relying on trying to control others, being aggressive to get and 'keep' power, and blatantly involving outside forces. As you might imagine this didn't work out well for him. If anything he pushed others away, he tended to not get what he wanted in the long run and in many ways lost some of the control or power he had had. In short, he represented the downfall of viewing power the way I had.
As I've grown and matured, I've come to realize that power or control can be:
That which we can implicitly gain or earn.
That which we can find within ourselves.
It isn't necessarily something we are given or allowed, but what we own.
As a teen, when my parents divorced, I was my dad's helper. He wasn't very good at the 'bachelor' thing. I had somewhat taken over cooking near the end of my parent's marriage as my mom spent a lot of time out trying to escape her unhappiness. My dad noted this and when they got divorced, I had 'earned' the role of cooking and shopping. For someone who didn't feel like he had any control that is pretty significant. I had gained my dad's trust in 'taking care of' the house in some ways.
While I've had to push back on family and friends who I felt took me for granted or in some cases took advantage and had to assert control. I've come to realize that control also comes is not necessarily asserting power externally. For this young person I'd met, he often didn't think his behaviors through. He was captive to his emotions. In other words, he wasn't even in control of himself. Often times, control is as simple as making a decision not to let your emotions rule and ruin your day as well as cause conflict. In other words, control in your life is to put yourself in the best position to succeed. When I trained over the summer running during high school, I exhibited control. Running was never easy, especially by myself. But, in order to perform well, I would have to do that which was not comfortable. In a sense, I made a conscience decision to control my actions and in the process exert control over my own future (performance). In short, control here is a conscience decision to what I needed to and try to avoid doing things which were harmful to me.
When my daughter's mom was pregnant with her, often I didn't feel like I was given the respect or taken as seriously as I should have been. I had wondered exactly how I would the "parenting authority". In time, I came to realize it does not have to be something that I would given. Such as voters give to the winning candidate for public office. Nor does it have to be something allowed, like my parents letting me hang out with my friends. What I realized in time was this little person, my infant daughter was learning something profound. In her own infant (and then toddler way), she sensed that her parents were taking care of her, were meeting her needs, we being supportive of her. We didn't really ask for permission so much as we accepted the role of parents. We owned our responsibility. In her own way our baby/infant daughter had learned that she should mind us as she 'knew' that we were there to meet her needs. So, we owned the role and therefore the power or authority that comes with it.
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So, what is my takeaways?
When someone in your life tries to control you, to a large degree the control over you is what you allow or tolerate from them.
Control doesn't need to be something achieved via threats over others. It is best achieved or earned by doing the right things for the right reason and therefore gaining authority or power with that role.
You can't control how people treat you, but you can control your response. You can influence your outcomes positively with control of yourself.
Anyway, just another perspective on control when others in position of power raise endless sum of money trying to essentially 'buy' it. In many regards we are more free than those who seek to gain power.
Thanks for reading and I hope you took something from it.
A number of the years ago I watched the movie Pump Up The Volume. I was intrigued by the storyline, but let's face it I was a bit entranced by the lead actress. But, I digress. In the movie, the lead character, Mark--played by Christian Slater--was an awkward shy teenage kid. He had moved to a new city with his parent and moved to a new high school--Hubert Humphrey High. He felt like a shy, out-of-place, outsider. Not being able to reach his friends back east via shortwave radio, he uses his equipment to start broadcasting a pirate radio station in a suburb of Phoenix, Arizona. He finds his voice and identity in his radio station. It became his platform for what is wrong with American society (and eventually his own high school). He would start each broadcast with the song Everybody Knows. The song is pretty cynical. It speaks to the bad things in life we know to be true, but typically don't talk about. "Everybody knows that the dice are load/the rich get richer, while the poor get poorer/the war is lost..." Anyway, so it got me to thinking about when and why we don't speak up about 'wrongs' and consider if speaking out is the right option at the time. It also got me to thinking when we do acknowledge a problem or wrong, how do we acknowledge it and how we move forward.
Why and when we don't speak up?
We are afraid of consequences.
Fear of consequences to us and those close to us.
Sometimes we fear consequences to our everyday life.
For example, we are aware of corruption at the highest levels in our place of employment, we may fear retaliation--such as job loss--if we speak out.
For example, if we speak out against problems in our child's school district, we might fear doing so puts a target on their back.
For example, if we point out corruption in our place of worship we risk being shunned by the church.
Sometimes we fear consequences to the safety.
For example, if we witness a murder or embezzlement, we might fear harm if we agree to cooperate with law enforcement investigating it.
For example, in Nazi Germany those who spoke out of turn about the Third Reich were at risk of never being heard from again.
Fear of consequences to society as a whole.
There has long been speculation about the 'truth' behind the assassination of JFK. There has been speculation that the government either knew more about it than they admitted and/or were more involved than they admitted. The unspoken fear is that if the 'public knew what really happened', it would undermine our government as an institution. At least that's the theory about it.
In other words, the 'truth' is just too damning for us handle as a society. In other words, as a society we are not "ready" to handle certain truths.
We are too entangled.
Are we compromised? Are we corrupt as well?
It would stand to reason that a politician on the take would be less likely to out others on the take, especially if they felt their corruption was 'known'.
Are we entangled with one who is compromised or corrupt.
We are likely to be silent about corruption, for example, if a friend or loved one is in the middle of it.
We could have a bias to protect the person or persons.
We don't know how to or where to start
Sometimes a problem or wrong is so huge in scope that we aren't sure where to start.
Sometimes we just don't have the words to express what we know to be true.
Much of the public doubts the official version of the JFK killing and what followed (Lee Harvey Oswald's killing). While there are a number of alternative theories to what REALLY happened, there are many people who doubt the official version because it just seems to convenient or similar. They can't say for sure what happened, but they KNOW that the official version just sounds a bit to nicely wrapped up.
We don't have 'all the evidence', despite it being blatantly obvious the problem exists.
We have a good circumstantial case, but we don't have the 'body' or 'smoking gun'. This is the case when law enforcement has a good working theory on a crime but doesn't indict or go public until they have concrete evidence/irrefutable proof.
The scope of the problem is not fully evident yet. For example, an auto manufacture may hold off an an official recall until they get their arms around the extent of a defect or flaw.
We are in denial of the scope of the problem.
In numerous high school shootings, the perpetrators were known to be students and staff as 'problem children', but for whatever reason no one stepped up and took decisive action to avoid a tragedy.
People sometimes behave as if they ignore a big enough problem it will just 'go away by itself'.
We have decided it is not the right hill to die on or not the right time.
When I was a teen, my dad gave me lunch money for school. Sometimes I packed a lunch and just pocketed the money. It wasn't the most honest behavior and I found out later my dad figured it out. However, the matter apparently wasn't important enough in the big scheme of things for him to address as I did help him a lot.
When we do speak up
How do we address an issue.
Do we address it directly?
Do we put all our cards on the table, acknowledging the extent of the problem?
Doing so could make others defensive or alienate them.
Doing so could put us in an awkward position of being forced to make a difficult choice or decision (especially if we are not prepared to do so)?
For example, if a relationship is broken addressing the brokenness directly could build pressure for us to get out of it from those around us.
Dong so could also kick the 900lb. gorilla out the room and allow us a fresh start as a family, group, or society rather than a wound that continues to slowly bleed out.
How can we even remotely hope to heal a relationship, for example, without addressing what is actually broken in it.
Do we address it indirectly?
Do we tacitly acknowledge a problem without speaking directly to it or fully to it?
Doing so gives could give people room to address the problem and save face.
In court, this looks like a 'no-contest' plea.
In international diplomacy, it may look like a quiet solution to a crisis.
In a relationship, this could look like a plea for individual counseling.
Doing so could allow us the space to work out a solution. An unspoken understanding of an issue could also lead to an unspoken solution, where a problem is addressed quietly without a public outing of the problem and the pressure that brings.
When the St. Louis Cardinals traded Keith Hernandez they wanted to get rid of a popular player with drug problems, but they didn't want to publicly humiliate him.
They orchestrated an unpopular trade to get rid of the problem from the St. Louis clubhouse.
Had they outed him as drug addict beforehand that could have caused a bigger disruption in the clubhouse and would have forced them to get rid of him under more pressure.
Doing so could unfortunately can sometimes give the problem more space to fester.
Sometimes problems need to be fully out in the open before real solutions can be undertaken.
For example, quietly or indirectly addressing a problem with a loved one about their drinking, might get an acknowledgement and a commitment to do better. However, if it is out of control it might offer them the space to ignore you. An intervention might be necessary to force them to face their issues.
Conclusions:
As a society, it is best to be as transparent as possible about problems we face. However, not everything that can be said has to be said. Sometimes doing so could be more harmful than good, esp. when dealing with those who don't have our best interests in mind.
There are sometimes legitimate reasons for delaying transparency--such as preparing people to deal with bad news. However, sometimes we avoid transparency for selfish reasons such as not wanting to expose our role in a problem or issue.
We can quietly acknowledge issues or problems to allow people/society space to work on them. However, quiet acknowledgement should not be used as a means of avoiding dealing with them.
I believe it is best to be transparent as possible. There is giving out important details and coming clean, but there is also giving out TMI and damaging others in the process. So, it's like anything: Intent and nuance matter.
Every four years we have an national election for President. After one particular election, a coworker and I were having a very civil discussion on the election (and the inauguration) that had just past. If I remember, her choice did not win. I said, you know after every election, there is a large segment of the population that is not happy. I said, no matter who wins or loses, we ultimately have go on with our everyday lives in much the same way. Besides, in another four years, everyone will get a chance to be heard again. She seemed to appreciate and accept that point. This election (2020) and the last election (2016) were no different. In each case, it seems like there is a sizeable segment of the population that feels hopeless, like it's the end of end of world and that life as we know it is over. Perhaps at some point in the future, election results may signal the 'end of world', but I don't think we are at point yet.
As bad as some feel after a their side faces defeat in a hard fought election, I don't think it can compare to the end of the world hopelessness that many likely felt during WWII. I expect that sense pervaded Europe in particular and the world in general at the time. I can't even begin to fathom what prisoners in places like Auschwitz had to face. Seeing and facing starvation, cruelty, torture and death all around them with seemingly no end in sight is something I think few can relate to A friend recommend a book to me called Man's Search for Meaning by Viktor Frankl. In that book the author chronicled his experiences as a concentration camp prisoner and how he identified a purpose in life to feel positive about and then immersed himself in imagining that outcome. In other words, in a horrible and seemingly hopeless situation, he was able to find a purpose, meaning and hope. He was saying that even in the worst situation, that we have a certain freedom to decide how we are going to view life.
I'm not even going to imagine that I can relate to the search for hope, meaning and purpose in such a horrific circumstance. Yes, I've faced some blows in this life, but nothing quite like that. But, I have experienced enough to know that survival and even eventual thriving is possible during and after bad circumstances. Finding Jewels in the Darkness tells my ability to find good at a bad time in my life. I'd literally lost much of what was (or seemed) important to me--my brother, my house, my job, my marriage, much of the custody of my daughter--in the space of a year. However, things started to settle down and I was able to find some special moments with my young daughter. Moments that I would have not likely had or paused to appreciate otherwise. I was able to strip down life to the basics and figure out what mattered. Among the things I found was my writing voice, a greater self-respect and the understanding that I could survive serious blows in life. In other words, I sort of found myself. Eventually, my finances and job prospect and personal relationships looked up, but I couldn't have necessarily seen that during the height of the storm.
I'm not going to be Pollyannaish and say everyone does survive life's seemingly harsh blows or that everything turns out fine. But, to me life is like a journey where picking up "wins" along the way and avoiding "loses" is important, but not nearly as important as the good fight we fought along the way. After all, what else do we really take with us besides the intangibles of a well fought life? I believe there is a dignity of striving to be the best version of one's self even as days grow more cloudy, even as the journey works towards a close. There are many things we can lose in our life with little or no control over the process. We can lose our worldly possessions, we can lose others we love, we can lose our independence and in some cases, we can lose the battle with sickness and disease. However, there are some thing we don't have to lose. Among them our dignity, our spirit, and our freedom to decide how to see our lives. Those things we have to be willing to part with. I'm not saying holding on to those is always easy. However, we can, if we choose, hold onto those things.
I believe in the lives of many/most if you dig deep, you will find a point in which they have felt hopeless. The key for me and the key for many in that circumstance is to find something to hold onto to or for. It could your faith. It could be your family. It could be your memories of surviving before. It could be your vision of what could be. It could be your knowledge that there is someone who championed us--and may have passed away--that we'd hate to disappoint. It could be our pride. It is important to be able to find this and when we do we have a choice at that point. Do we give in to the brokenness or hopelessness OR do we decide that we want to find that which sustains us? For some, it seems the brokenness is too great and they don't feel like they have a choice. But, for those who are able to recognize it, we are free to decide to push forward and to decide to accept life on its terms or work to change it.
Tying back to this election and prior elections, many have or had a deep sense of dread or hopelessness afterwards. For many people, it feels/felt like 'the wrong person' won. If feels/felt like our country is/was headed down a dark, unrecoverable path. There is always a risk to what we perceive as poor leadership dragging down our country. However, elections do not have to feel like an impending disaster. This election for some, like past elections for others doesn't have to feel that way. We have always had the choice, even when we aren't happy with the results, as to whether view ourselves as a victim of them OR to view ourselves as those who continue to fight for what we believe in or what is important to us.
Whether you are happy with this election, upset about it or ambivalent, how we choose to view it and our lives in general is ultimately up to us. This is something I cannot stress enough. So, let's decide to come together and set an example for our leadership on all sides of the aisle.
Just my 2 pennies worth,
Rich
As an aside, there was another time I was woefully underemployed in my field. I had an undiagnosed severe anxiety condition. It hindered me in getting my Bachelor's degree, but didn't stop me. However, it made it almost impossible to interview effectively before and after I graduated. Anyway, it was four years before I got a job in my field after graduating college. I could have given up, but something inside kept me going forward. Just like the struggle above in "Jewels", I fought depression and a feeling of hopelessness at times, but something inside me said, no, it's not time to give up.
As many of us go through the year-ending holidays as parents and grandparents, we are looked to by our children as those who lead the activities and celebrations and just set the tone for our home. We are usually embracing a role that our parents had embraced before us. Sometimes it is out of a sense of tradition and sometimes it it because we want to do. Anyway, let's focus on the word 'role'. What is a role to me? It is a part we play. It is actions or attitude we embrace. We embrace them for our own reasons.
Sometimes, we embrace the part or actions/attitude because that is what is expected of us. We want to be considered by society as being "responsible". In other words, we do what is expected because we don't want to 'look bad' to others. Sometimes, we embrace our role because it is a core belief of our faith. We want to be respectful or obedient of our Higher Power (God) and/or our moral code. The "Fear of the Lord" might keep us on the right track and/or just wanting to make sure we please our Father (Higher Power). Sometimes, we feel like we are being judged by those close to us. We may want to please our parents, spouse or even children. Perhaps maybe it could be more like that we don't want to 'displease' them. Sometimes it may be as simple as we want to be feel good about ourselves. So, we embrace a role to boost or ego a bit. Sometimes, there is just something deep inside us telling us that a particular role is just something that we should have or do or are meant to have or do. Whatever the draw, sometimes it feels to me in a way that we are actors on a stage called life. Our audience may be society at large, those close to us or are Higher Power.
Sometimes we embrace a role with almost reckless enthusiasm. We are excited and can't wait to burst onto the stage and start belting out our lines. That is, we are almost getting ahead of ourselves. We are on the edge interrupting the other actors or actresses who are in the process of finishing their lines. Sometimes, we embrace our role with dogged determination. We appreciate it is what we should be doing or where we should be. We push and grind through it in a bid to make sure we get it right or complete. Sometimes, like Noah, we grudgingly embrace our role because, while we hate it, we are facing consequences if we don't. Whether it is someone's wrath, a loss of face or just personal shame, we are compelled to meet our role. Whatever way we embrace it, we still behaving like actors on stage. Just sometimes we have an easier time getting into the character of our role. Additionally, sometimes we just do a better job in 'acting' our role. While it would be best if we embraced our roles properly and gave an Oscar worthy performance in our roles, much of the battle is just accepting and trying. Like a famous PSA for adopting says, "You don't have to be perfect to be the perfect parent." Sometimes it is enough to accept and work seriously at your role.
I've expressed why we seek and/or accept roles. I've also expressed how we embrace our roles. But, let's get more concrete. What our our roles? Below is just a sampling of roles and not meant to be a complete list or in any particular order.
ROLES (examples)
Becoming/being a parent
When I took my daughter's mom to the hospital 13+ years ago, I felt like we were a couple with this concept of impending parenthood represented by a significant bulge in her tummy. I knew conceptually that we were about to become parents, but nothing could fully prepare me for what followed. We went to the hospital as a couple with the idea of a child on the way. We left as a couple that just happened to have this little person who was fully dependent on us.
As we were taking this little person to the car on the way out, it struck me: I'm a parent now and I don't know if I have what it takes. Life hits you quick sometimes and I realized that I needed to suck it up and try no matter my insecurities.
I was on 'stage' with the audience being the world. I felt like I had to put on a good performance in the role of 'parent'. Honestly, for me, my real audience was my daughter, her mom and my Higher Power (God).
Being a good spouse/significant other
As I've heard and been advised the real work of relationships/marriage is not when things are going smooth. The real work is when there are difficulties, differences or conflict. It's easy when things are going smooth to be embrace the illusion that 'love' alone will carry the day. However, as anyone who has been in a long-term marriage or who has been divorced realizes that warmth towards your SO is important. However, dedication and determination will carry the day long term. In other words, 'playing your role'.
Being a good employee
I've heard the phrase, attributed to Mark Twain, "Find a job you enjoy doing, and you will never have to work a day in your life." I don't necessarily totally agree with that. I think that even people that love their job, need a break from time to time. Even the most loved jobs can have their own challenges.
Our role is quite clear here: If you are do a job, do it properly (or to the best of your ability). It's hard to take pride in doing a job poorly and/or disinterestedly.
Being a citizen or member of society
In order for society to function smoothly we have to be a good neighbor and we have to participate in it.
We play the role of a voter. We take seriously the role of choosing our leaders and/or our rules.
We can play the role of a good neighbor. If we see someone that is distressed or needs help. Even if we don't feel like getting involved, putting ourself at risk or just interrupting what our own routine, we can play a responsible role.
If we are in a 'hero or leader' role, it is important that we embrace the role properly. It is important that we set a good example. That could making sure we are appropriate in our role. It could mean that we put others before ourselves.
Roles can feel uplifting, roles can feel challenging, roles can feel foreign, and frankly roles can even feel miserable. But, however a role feels, if we are meant to take a role, it is important that we take it seriously. An actor on the stage will only be accepted by the audience if he/she takes his/her role seriously. Similarly, I believe we can live a meaningful, purposeful or proper life if we are willing to take seriously or accept our role. This isn't always easy and sometimes as I will aside shortly, roles can be brutal. For me, when I think about it, if God can take the form of a man and take on hurt of the sin of the world and the brutal death for us, maybe I can suck it up.
Just my 2 cents.
-- Rich
In 2011, I had to play the role of a loving younger brother while I helped with my late brother's passing. In 2015, I finished that role as I had his ashes interned. I wrote a eulogy for him.
In 2014, I had to play the role of a responsible son as my mom died suddenly and not fully prepared. I had to pull together (financially and logistically) a funeral and a wake in a matter of a few days. Once again, I had to write a eulogy.
In 2015, I had to set up another funeral and burial as my dad finally succumbed to Parkinson's related complications.
In each case, I wanted to run away from responsibility. I didn't want to have to push through the pain and the loss. My mother and dad had entrusted me to be the 'responsible party'. My late brother's passing was unexpected and he didn't entrust anyone. But, as his closest family member, I knew it was my role to see that he and his memory were treated properly and respectfully. He needed a strong advocate and no one had to tell me, I just knew it was my role and as I look back my honor.
I finally watched Less Than Zero. Only you know like 33 years after it came out. Robert Downey Jr's character, Julian Wells, played a really convincing drug addict. Obviously they take a lot of liberties with the original novel and some liberties with addiction. However, at one point in my life I spent some time around a friend who suffered from drug addiction. Unfortunately, the film was pretty accurate in its depiction of the downward spiral. At some point in my life, I may or may not have inhaled (as Bill Clinton said re: marijuana). However, I was offered a more highly addictive, harder drug than that. Fortunately, I grew up in a family and faith that frowned upon that. I also was blessed with an ability to just say no to things like that. This evidences itself in my take or leave approach to potentially addictive medicine, including painkillers after a surgery. I've had a few procedures and know that painkillers are "nice" in terms of blunting pain and helping one to feel alright. But, the few times I've taken them, post-procedure, I rarely have gone through 25% of the prescription. I do take medicine for anxiety, but once again, I've been able to take or leave it. I thank God that of my imperfections, that a weakness for 'needing' addictive drugs is not one of them.
So, I know from personal experience--a friend who had a hardcore drug addiction-- as well as experiences of others that drug addiction is NOT a pretty picture. Drug addicts:
Don't realize or underestimate the addictive potential of the drugs they choose.
They alienate those closest to them.
They are subject to harsh withdrawal and a desire to make it go and just feel good again.
They have the delusion that "I'll just get high one just one more time", even after they have had a crash or they have a 'sober' moment when they realize the damage. See the point above.
They have the inability to keep employed.
We (their family/friends) wonder if we are enabling them when we help them out.
They are often 'off' or shaky even when the when the have been sober for a bit.
They struggle with staying clean, even after a stint in rehab.
Unfortunately, the friend that I mentioned who struggled with drug addiction, died way too soon. It was a spring day years ago. From what I heard, she didn't die during a high. She was driving a vehicle she wasn't used to and was supposedly texting at that point and lost control. It was on her way home from a 12-step meeting, ironically. I suspect even if she was 'sober' at that moment, that the up and down ride with her addiction had taken its toll on mind and body. In other words, I suspect she "off" or "wasn't herself" when the accident happened.
Besides losing a friend, the worst part about it for me was that I predicted it with chilling accuracy. Earlier in the day she had asked to borrow a little money or to get her something to drink or something like that. I knew that that could or would be enabling her and told her I couldn't do it. She wasn't happy about that as addicts often aren't when their requests are rejected. I'd gone to a meeting with her previously when she asked--I think for moral support--but that night I didn't. After rejecting enabling her, I talked to a friend of hers a little later. I told her friend that I couldn't control whether my addict friend finds a way to get what she doesn't need, but that I wasn't going to inadvertently enable that. I said, I don't want to enable her and get a call later that she had wrapped her car around a tree. Famous last words...
Unfortunately, the next morning, I got a call from another friend that she had died in a horrible one-car crash the previous night. She swerved off the highway and the foundation of a sign. I then told him what I said to her friend. I was like, "I wasn't meaning to be right or make a prediction". But, sometimes somehow you just know when a bad outcome is inevitable. I had helped another friend years previously with alcohol detox. That gave me enough hubris to think I could "be the difference-maker". Anyway, the circumstance with my friend had reinforced something I think I already knew on some level, but denied: You can't "fix" everybody. People needing help have to be ready to help themselves before you can help them to get to a better place. I had to relearn that you can't help everyone.
You never forget a circumstance or person like that. I guess in the back of my mind, I always knew that she would go too young, that her life wasn't going to have a good ending. I had told her about two weeks prior that she needed to get herself together as I didn't want to be reminded one day of this conversation being one of the last we had. Unfortunately, once again, that was a 'prediction' I didn't want to be right on.
Anyway, I guess the moral of the story is this:
Always seek a healthy outlet for your life's worries.
Never start something that you have to convince yourself that you won't get hooked or that you can stop at any time. If you have to convince yourself, you've basically already admitted you are at-risk.
Anyway, thanks for reading this if you've gotten this far and I hope you have gotten something out of it. I don't know how to end this except to say, always make good choices and encourage loved ones to do so too.
-- Rich
* The irony of the situation is that the friend of hers that I talked to before her accident eventually was claimed by drug addiction (or its affects as well). I kept in touch with her friend for a while, but years later I checked her friend's Facebook and it said, "In remembrance of"... I found out the details of hers friend's passing through a common friend of all of us.
This whole election cycle has been draining more than usual. Every four years we are told that this is the most important election in our nation's history. Judging by the reaction to this one, however, I wonder if this is true this time? But, I digress. We choose our leader based on who we have the most confidence in (or who we have the lesser lack of confidence in). Speaking of confidence, I was thinking about it this week.
I don't know how everyone else experience's confidence (or lack thereof), but the answer reminded me of my experience skydiving.
DOUBTS
Moments of not feeling confident
I measure what I say. To make sure what I say sounds good/smart/funny/clever...
I don't speak a point as assertively as if I hope you will agree.
I don't walk as confidently.
I tend to frown or be more serious.
I speak more haltingly as I analyze what I just said and/or will say next.
Skydiving
I hold my emotions in tightly to not let fear overtake me.
I dread having to make the move out of the plane.
I hold on just a little longer before I jump out.
I tend to focus on making sure the bad thing doesn't happen, rather than enjoying the experience.
I move a little more cautiously.
CONFIDENCE
Feeling confident
I speak more from my gut or soul and don't pause to over-analyze it.
I express my point firmly as if I mean it and I expect you to understand (and possibly agree).
I walk more confidently.
I tend to have more lightness of being.
I speak very smoothly and continuously as if it comes naturally.
Skydiving
I've falling thought the clouds enjoying the ride smiling and enjoying it.
I am glad let go of the plane and I'm trusting my tandem instructor.
I confidently talk with my tandem instructor as I we are going through the air.
I focus on completing it successfully like a champ.
I am deliberate but 'sure-footed' as we land.
The point is when I am confident I focus less on myself and more on the issue or task at hand. I don't fear being 'exposed' for the 'wrong' choice/decision, but instead am comfortable being observed. In juggling terms, I feel like I am tossing up the multiple balls smoothly. When I am not confident, I focus more on myself and how I look or questioning if I am doing it or saying it right. I don't like an audience as I don't want others to see me make mistakes or screw up. I 'fear' being seen as not being competent. I feel like I am tossing multiple balls up in the air and having a hard time keeping in the air for any length of time.
Just just my take on confidence, specifically, self-confidence. It is a freeing experience like soaring through the air without cord and not worrying if you are going crash or end with a thud. As always, I hope other who read this can relate or at least get something out it.
In talking to a family member recently, I was reminded of something. A good while back, I was talking to that family member who felt like I was giving them the short shrift. The family member felt like I was putting my own life needs ahead of attention to family. I tried explaining that if I was in a good/better place with my own life balance/piece of mind, then I would be able to find more and/or better time for them. As you might imagine by the tone of this post so far, they didn't understand where I was coming from.
It became clear to me that that the person felt like I was shutting them out to focus on my own life to the relative exclusion of them. It never really occurred to me that way. The way it occurred to me is I felt my life balance was near where it should be, then I'd be more energized. Imagine the commercial for the Energizer Bunny compared to other toy bunnies fueled by another battery. The Energizer Bunny has limitless energy to anything and to go anywhere, while the other bunnies slowly wind down and eventually lose their energy to do anything. The person in question felt like they were being ignored, but instead of ignoring them, I was working to make sure my life balance was in the proper order. This would give me better energy, just like the Energizer batteries gave the bunny more stamina. So, it struck me, how do I explain this in a way that effectively conveys it and I came up with an answer.
I like to cook chili. IMHO, a good chili mixes multiple ingredients: black beans, chili beans, diced tomatoes or stewed tomatoes, etc.--I won't give away all my ingredients. Anyway, you can create something and call it chili and as a practical matter it can be deemed to be chili. But, if it is missing an important ingredient or two it can come off as very bland and could be less nourishing. Yes, you can eat it and it will fill you, but it won't be very satisfying, nourishing, nor will you want to go back for seconds. Add the right ingredient or two and the formerly bland unsatisfying chili will be the popular. The chili will be filling and satisfying and have your audience rushing for extra helpings. Think of chili as a metaphor for life balance. Anyway, below are examples of possible 'missing' ingredients in life balance.
A few examples:
If you are struggling with getting along or quality time with your family of origin, then it can tend to bleed onto other aspects of your life--marriage, job, relationship with your own kids (their relatives).
If you are struggling with your job, you may tend to feel defeated and that can spill into other parts of your life, especially if there are any other parts feeling unsettled.
If you are struggling with friendships (or lacking them or not having good healthy ones), it can sour your mood at home, on the job or elsewhere.
If you are struggling with money, it can keep you on edge, especially when money is required, talked about or compared. This cause you to focus too much on money to the exclusion of other important aspects of your life and/or cause you to be short in dealing with others in your life.
If you don't have a good home life, that's a huge foundational crack that can affect the foundation of all parts of your life.
In each case above, your life balance (chili) is missing an ingredient (healthy family or origin, work, friendships, money, marriage/relationship family, ...). Yes, you might have what you can call chili and it might be enough to sustain you, but it won't be a chili that is satisfying, keeps you coming back for more or gives you the energy to power you through the rest of the day. The more ingredients that are missing, the less nourishing or satisfying the chili is. At some point, the chili may not even be tolerable and you just eat it to be able to simply survive.
Anyway, when I explained to the family member in question, I think they got a better handle on what I was saying. I wasn't trying to short shrift them. I was trying to make sure I had a good life balance such I would be more energized (getting what I need accomplished more quickly/effectively CREATING more time). This would also help the time I would set aside for them to be quality time, not time focused on any missing ingredients. In other word, I wasn't trying to replace them like replacing a chili for a burger. Instead I was trying to improve my life balance, by adding the proper ingredients in my life. Just like trying to make a better chili.
So, with the fall quickly approaching and the peak chili season gradually approaching, consider your life balance like chili. Does your chili have the right ingredients and are they quality ingredients? If not, can you get the missing ingredients? Can you make sure all the ingredients work together rather than having new ingredient seemingly replacing another? If so, you are on your way to making a good chili (life balance) suitable to be seen in a 'cookoff'.
You know sometimes you start a blog post about an idea that hits you that you can relate to and before you know it, it becomes deeply personal to the point of being a little vulnerable. But, here goes. As a CSA (childhood sexual abuse) survivor who was raised in a dysfunctional home with alcoholism and domestic violence, I became aware at a young age of idea of powerlessness and the idea of having any control over anything was ridiculous to me. Add to that the fact that our house looked run down and just not generally presentable, that I wore worn clothes to school, that I was bullied and that I never felt like I fit in and then you can see even more clearly why I would feel that way.
