Hey,
I have a habit that I love to beat myself up over. I tell myself Iām terrible for it. I always dive into the depths of it and find new ways to be appalled at myself.
I donāt reply to messages.
And hereās the really interesting wrinkle of it: I do it almost exclusively for people I really care about.
Some recent (and regular) examples include: Christian, Felix, Holly, Mike, Judith, Edouard, Kat and Henry. All of whom are really dear to me, whom I value and treasure. Some of these people wrote to me in February and Iāve been thinking about their unopened messages every day since. Every day. No word of a lie. Itās like a milestone around my neck that I hate and love.
I talked about this in my last therapy session and came up with a few thoughts about how and why I do this.
I want to give the ābestā version of myself to these people in our conversations, so I tell myself to wait until Iām in that place.
I imagine that Iām burdensome, as I imagine I either have nothing interesting to say or Iām not feeling great in that moment.
I imagine that Iām not interesting and theyāll suddenly realise that when I respond.
I worry that theyāll ask something of me that I feel unable to give, so I hide away to stop that from happening.
Iām scared that Iām different from how they know and remember me, so if I reveal myself as changed in our conversation, theyāll not like me anymore.
Awareness is one thing, but action is anotherā¦ and itās the harder part. I donāt really know what Iām going to do to about it, at least not yet and at least presuming that thereās something to be done.
Sorry for the lack of satisfying answers; Iāll keep you updated as I learn more about myself and how to handle my crazy little brain.
Need a little help moving slower?
Ease your way out of Friday afternoon with this newsletter, a nice cup of something, and a little background music. Steal my setup if you aren't sure where to start.
After I press send, Iāll be taking my pick of the three coffees I brought back from Rotterdam: Ripsnorterās Rwanda Intego, Giraffeās Ethiopia Uraga, and Shokuninās D.R. Congo Katana. All most certainly worth your time (Iāve already put them through their paces), but probably not your money if youāre ordering from the UK. Dutch and EU friends, these three are for you.
The best accompaniment to a punchy coffee might just be What Goes Around by Sjowgreen. Just let the first minute play and you should see why Iām offering it up on a platter. That guitar, man. Headphones make it even better. Mmmph.
Take it easy,