a 26 year teenage existential dilemma…
paralysis
So I spent some time recently re-reading ‘Born only Once: The miracle of affirmation’ by Conrad Baars, and I think I realized why his advice to simply be open to being affirmed isn’t working for me.
I think he didn’t go far enough with his theory of affirmation, as he only presents 2 options, either affirmed, or not affirmed (or somewhere in between, but really, its just 0 or 1.)
I think he missed a –1 that belongs on that continuüm, which would mean or represent someone being ‘Denied’ to use his own terminology.
I certainly feel that not only am I totally not affirmed, but I’m so far in the negative, that any attempts at affirming me are futile, until I somehow break free of these sources of constant denial.
I think the fact that I’m so emotionally and mentally damaged/paralyzed that I don’t generate positive emotional responses is evidence that there’s a negative affirmation scale, or denial scale.
I guess to expand on that a bit, for anyone who I haven’t shared this with (or hasn’t already figured it out on their own), I don’t generate positive emotional responses/reactions. For example, compliments are literally lost on me, so much so that while I rationally register that somebody is saying something nice about me, I will usually register a negative emotional/mental response. Its even worse when they’re being critical, especially with so-called ‘constructive criticism.’
And I think this behavior, that I’m totally self-denying, is a result of being stuck in the negative end of the affirmation continuüm for all of my life. Honestly, from day 1 of my memory, I think the people who had most control over my affirmation/denial did everything they could (probably unknowingly and for what they thought were all the right reasons) to deny me, because they themselves were unaffirmed (if not denied) individuals, couldn’t ever possibly affirm me.
So now I just sit here, paralyzed, with nowhere to go in life as long as I’m under the influence of these sources of continuing denial. I know that I eventually need therapy, but when I always have to return home to a perpetual source of denial, will it even help? I need therapy before I can even be a candidate for regular therapy, wow, that makes me feel good about myself.
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about 3 months ago
I am cogitating on ways to help you break free. I’ll be checking in on you.