"...The truth is a big fat nasty glowing monster waiting to devour me. Only that this monster is actually me... Remind myself to not give up to this monster."
I described my cycle of negative thoughts as a hydra the other day, and the idea stuck. They're very cyclical to begin with, but then when I feel like I've corrected one aspect and go onto the next, the part I thought I was finished with rears its head again. Typically it goes something along the lines of, "I don't trust this person, because I think they might abandon me or otherwise abuse my trust. But why would they do that? Because I'm not good enough to be loved." I realized the whole reason I wanted to go into counseling is because of that train of thought, because of that hydra. I can say I'm not good enough to fix something, and I don't want to be. But that's only one neck of the problem and isn't enough to solve it. So what about the other two?
Trust, at least in myself, is something I've been working on in leaps and bounds this last week. I feel incredibly puffed up and proud about how I handled a few key situations, and I'm believing in myself again and getting that cocky look back in my eyes. I think that trusting in other people will be a combination of time and establishing different boundaries for different people. What am I willing to give to another person? And what emotional investment am I willing to place in whatever I've handed over to them? I don't know that fear of abandonment has a solution. It was suggested to me that maybe it's just something that takes time. Maybe I need to have more life experiences. Maybe I need someone to show me that I'm good enough. But I strongly dislike the idea of that. It feeds back into my not wanting to trust people. I certainly don't want to have to rely on another person to give me a life experience that I really want and believe I need! Then again, maybe there just isn't a solution. Maybe this isn't a "problem" in the way that I've been looking at it. Maybe this is something that doesn't need to be "fixed." Maybe it's just me.
I don't like the idea of this just being a part of me, and I equally don't like the idea of needing other people. But, surprisingly enough, I have to have it. Oh, look! Here's the human condition that I need to acknowledge but keep frowning at and continually try to sweep under the rug. Believe it or not, I don't think that's going to help anything. With a big sigh and grumbling under my breath I need to say that I need other people. Of course I realize this is true in the bigger sense. I need the postman to take my mail, I need the grocer to stock my favorite cereal, and I need the mechanic to check my oil. But more than that I need real, close human contact. And not just family. And not just friends. I want someone close to me. I want a physical, emotional, and mental connection with another human being. And in all honesty, this is incredibly hard for me to say!
I feel like saying that I want this connection in my life means that I'm saying I need it. I know that isn't true, but I'm terrified of getting anywhere near that ledge where the drop off leads down to a pit of Cosmo and constant phone checking and obsessing over appearance and exuding desperation around prospective mates. I also feel like this is turning my back on the sacred thing that is my solo space. If not for my strict physical, financial, and emotional independence, I wouldn't have learned all these intricate things about myself! I wouldn't have stability or safety. And most importantly, I wouldn't have peace of mind. I enjoy my alone time immensely, and I feel as though when I say I want a special person in my life, I'm saying I'm willing to throw my solo lifestyle out the window. And maybe that's just because I've never actually had a relationship that didn't ultimately compromise my lifestyle in a drastic way. And maybe it's because I live in a culture that obsesses over white picket fence scenarios. And maybe it's just because I don't know any other person who lives the way I do.
So, maybe I'm not broken after all. Maybe the hydra is just an energy that I need to recognize and respect before turning that energy into something good and productive. Maybe it's just me. But, naturally, that doesn't mean I won't constantly strive to improve myself!
Reflections on April: April was a very busy month with all sorts of exciting time with friends new and old. I spent a lot of time with the sex positive community by attending the Sexland Expo, going to the munch, and volunteering for two shifts at the Imps event. And even though our Hunters game was pushed back to the end of the semester, I still enjoyed the sessions we did have and found other ways to nerd out with friends. I registered for the fall semester and thereby cemented my plans for the latter half of the year. I also signed up for a new cam site and am enjoying all the traffic and variety of clients. Not to mention I cut and buzzed my own hair with great success for the first time and invested in a Feeldoe too! I took a salsa class that inspired me to get back into dancing, and I completely cured the wretched cough that followed me home from PAX! I dealt with website problems on the administrator side and made appointments to shoot with new and professional folks. Overall, not a bad month!
Expectations for May: Take an acting class. Go to dance class three times per week. Crap pants about the finale of Lost. Earn enough money for a sewing machine. Get on a regular-ish cam schedule. Finish organization & craft projects.
Achievements for 05/02/10: Went to the munch. Shot three sets with fellow charms. Shot two 45 minute videos with MT. Visited with new groups of folks. Celebrated Mother's Day early with my mom and grandma. Learned how to play spoons.