Abandoned Character
(he./him)
- Mar 24, 2023
- 261
With the new year my mind naturally spent some time thinking about the future and what staying alive implies. I want to improve. I want finish my degree that I left years ago. I want to look forward. I imagined my future idealized "healthier" self in the same room as me and I immediately felt judgement, resentment, and hatred.
"Look at me, we could have been here years ago if you weren't so pathetic," the better me would say, "look at the friends we lost, the opportunities that passed us by, the love that we could have had if you just got your act together sooner, or never had those issues at all!"
What an asshole that guy would be, I do not want to be around him at all, let alone be him. Self-improvement is dangerous if it is driven by self-hate, at least for myself it is a backwards way of doing things. Perhaps it was the weed or alcohol at the time, but when this thought initially entered my brain, I felt relief. The negative self-talk, if even for just a second, became meaningless and held no power. At least logically I already understood the stupidity of self-hatred, but the rational mind was never enough to make the hatred hurt less. Now I think I have felt the emotional piece to the puzzle as well. For a little bit I was able to feel a sense of "okay-ness" with my present circumstance. This okay-ness is not complacency, but acceptance. Through acceptance of circumstance, perhaps a healthier approach to my suffering will follow. We will see.
A great deal of my suffering comes from self-sabotage, perhaps someone out there is similar and may find what I experienced insightful. Of course many will not relate, given the complex mosaic that is human suffering. I find that I do not post an idea because I know it doesn't apply to certain life contexts, but I've decided to ignore that voice that tells me I am being assumptuous and imposing. For lack of a better phrase: Fuck it, we ball.
"Look at me, we could have been here years ago if you weren't so pathetic," the better me would say, "look at the friends we lost, the opportunities that passed us by, the love that we could have had if you just got your act together sooner, or never had those issues at all!"
What an asshole that guy would be, I do not want to be around him at all, let alone be him. Self-improvement is dangerous if it is driven by self-hate, at least for myself it is a backwards way of doing things. Perhaps it was the weed or alcohol at the time, but when this thought initially entered my brain, I felt relief. The negative self-talk, if even for just a second, became meaningless and held no power. At least logically I already understood the stupidity of self-hatred, but the rational mind was never enough to make the hatred hurt less. Now I think I have felt the emotional piece to the puzzle as well. For a little bit I was able to feel a sense of "okay-ness" with my present circumstance. This okay-ness is not complacency, but acceptance. Through acceptance of circumstance, perhaps a healthier approach to my suffering will follow. We will see.
A great deal of my suffering comes from self-sabotage, perhaps someone out there is similar and may find what I experienced insightful. Of course many will not relate, given the complex mosaic that is human suffering. I find that I do not post an idea because I know it doesn't apply to certain life contexts, but I've decided to ignore that voice that tells me I am being assumptuous and imposing. For lack of a better phrase: Fuck it, we ball.