On fears, shame and being you

Funny how I never planned feelings to be my thing for the month, but how it has become so. It seems my subconscious is pushing this theme on me, whether I choose to deal with it or not.

I think one of my biggest fears, and so also one of the biggest influences in my life for some years now, is my fear of being abandoned. It makes you do weird things. You do not tell your closest friend important news for fear of making them angry. You make your boyfriend suffer all kinds of shit, to test his love, before marriage. It makes you kick into complete survival mode instead of admitting you are weak – because you’re sure everyone will leave if you show them you can be hurt.

I have told before that I’m a big believer in the healing powers of friendship. But the fear of abandonment has sometimes hindered my ability to get to know people. I’ve left it mostly up to the others to somehow convince me, they actually like me. At the same time, what I really wanted to be doing, is screaming “you are amazing! It would be such a pleasure to spend time with you!” 

Then I bumped into someone. 

Who, for reasons I can’t explain very satisfyingly even myself, has made me drop my guard completely. 

It’s been scary, it’s been liberating, it’s been strangely empowering. This person has had such a strong positive influence on me, that I’ve been pushing myself in their presence perhaps a bit too strong even…

Which leads me to shame, and being me. 

I’m a party girl. So I went to celebrate a birthday. I drank, possibly few too many, glasses of bubbly. And in the heat of that moment, it felt like an excellent idea to start writing messages to this above mentioned person. Quite innocent ones, in my opinion, but I guess it led to some issues at his end. 

I’m hardly ever so drunk, I would do something completely out of ordinary. And I do stand behind every word I said. But because it had caused issues, I felt ashamed. I probably also felt ashamed because it hadn’t occured to me at all, that it could cause trouble. Mostly though, I think I was ashamed for letting my guard down. For opening a possibilty to get hurt.

Essentially, I realized, I was blaming myself for acting like me. 

Because of those feelings of shame, I re-evaluated, if perhaps I was also regretting sending those messages. Or for being so open about how big an impact he has had on me. 


But I can’t say that I am. I regret the needless worry I might have caused to a completely innocent person. But I regret nothing I said. It was all true. And none of it was meant as a means to hurt anyone.

Acting like myself throughout this whole experience has taught me another valuable lesson, which I’ve really waited to learn. 

That is; 

you really can not take responsibility for other people’s feelings or actions. You think you are saying “hello”, but their own history, fears, egos and what not, can affect the situation so that all they hear is: “fuck you”.  

Because behind every action, I have been truly me, I can let go of my shame. 

Feelings – the good and the bad

I recently wrote about how you can’t really be happy, without being in touch with all of your feelings. 

Life has offered me an excellent week to try out this statement. 

I have been frustrated, angry, furious, uncertain, recentful, desperate and just basically on somekind of edge for most of the days. And let me tell you – it’s very uncomfortable. It seems I’ve gone from one end of the spectrum, where I was always nice to everyone, to the other end of the spectrum, where I’m yelling at completely innocent people. 

That is something I do not appreciate about myself. 

Then again, I have noticed that I’m also feeling overwhelming joy and pleasure again. I think I have got my sense of humor back. Finally! I am actually laughing out loud at jokes! 

Do you have any idea, how painful it is, not to be able to joke and laugh about things!? 

Because I do. It’s a weird fog in your brain that just makes everything… Flat. Unintresting. 

What is the best part about being able to feel feelings? Our kids are starting to feel like a source of fun in addition to the constant worry, and occasional headache they cause.

Perhaps it’s because for such a long time things were a bit… flat, that every feeling in want of being felt is jumping at the opportunity. Perhaps it’s because other people’s moods tend to still affect me heavily. I’m not sure. But letting all your feelings be a part of you doesn’t mean you have to be a jerk about it. And I don’t want to be. 

Luckily Friday evening gave me a chance to spend some time on my own, so I was able to let off some of that steam. 

I attacked our stove and made it sparkly again. 

Then I sang some songs, very loud! And texted some friends about how to blow off steam when you feel that the anger and hate and frustration are trying to eat you up. Then I went to bed early enough, had a decent night’s sleep and woke feeling a thousand times better on Saturday morning. 

Saturday brought some more anguish though, that was almost too much to bear. There was an incredibly upsetting event in Finland on Friday, and the aftermath of that event meant so much anger in every possible media outlet, that I wasn’t able to shield myself (one of my survival tactics is not reading too many news, but this was unavoidable…)

Luckily Sunday saved my weekend (and perhaps the whole week) due to seeing and talking to an old friend, I hadn’t seen in a long time and having some new friends over for lunch. 

At least I bloody well can make the distinction between my negative and positive feelings, and am totally able to appreciate when feeling balanced, happy or excited even. 

“People want to feel very good all the time in Western cultures. Even if they feel good most of the time, they may still think that they should feel even better, which might make them less happy overall.”

http://www.bbc.com/news/health-40900811

Difference in being happy and being in denial

Reading a lot about happiness in many media outlets, I have noticed, that there is a lot of talk about how positive thinking is or can be dangerous.

Perhaps I have managed to read only the suitable passages in books and articles about happiness.  But never once did it occur to me, that being happy would mean denying some of the feelings I have inside me. 

Quite the contrary.

Excluding feelings – fear, anxiety, tiredness, overbearing stress, dissatisfaction – is an excellent habit if you are intrested in building a volcano inside yourself, that is inevitably going to blow up. Tried that!

Spiritual growth, becoming happier, becoming a better version of yourself… Whatever you want to call it -is going to force you to face all those difficult feelings, you might have been hiding for years. 

By trying to avoid certain feelings, I think I’ve become a bit confused about my own personality even. Being busy trying to make people like me, instead of just being me. Not owning up to the fact if I’m feeling hurt, for fear of being abandoned. Doing what is expected of me (by whose standards – I don’t know…) instead of just doing what I want.

Let your colors shine

So yes, I need to acknowledge all my feelings. Because without acknowledging what makes me smile, how can I ever imagine having a more positive outlook on life? Then again, without understanding my deepest fears, how am I ever going to put myself back together in one piece?

It’s not always a pleasure rummaging through the hidden corners of your mind.

There’s not much more you can do though. I mean… If you carry in your heart pain, troubles, negative thoughts that are hurting you, they will find you in your new job, in your new house and most definitely in every relationship. 

In order to be happier, I try to understand my pain, cherish my smile and let all of my colors be a part of me.

How do you understand happiness? Is it a state of 100% pure sunshine, or more about accepting the possibility that things are most likely not going to be perfect all day, every day?

Some articles in finnish about positivity and happiness:

https://hidastaelamaa.fi/2015/08/miksi-positiivisen-ajattelun-korostaminen-on-vaarallista/

https://hidastaelamaa.fi/2015/11/onnellisuus-on-aikamme-suuri-illuusio/

And something in English:

https://thehappinesstrap.com/free-resources/