Ok I have read how some of you percieve me.
- kind - OK
- compassionate - OK
- caring - OK
- strong - OK
- sweet - Huh?
Some other labels/descriptions that I have been given
- slut, tramp, bad girl, not submissive, rebellious, trouble-maker
- skinny, bony, (younger) fat, (older) too tall,
- stupid, slow-as-molasses, lazy, dirty, a slob, selfish
- intelligent, patient, bright, a fighter
Most often we define ourselves by the way we are treated and how others label us. As we grow older we learn how to define ourselves (part of the Who am I? questionning teens are supposed to go through)
When you come from a dysfunctional family few of the labels are nice. Add to that a religion that teaches you that you are never good enough or have never done enough you can see it would be difficult to develop a healthy sense of self. I'm obviously still working on it.
Compliments still confuse me. They are nice to receive and more often than not I can now accept them as parts of me - how I see myself. But I have had to challenge more than one of the above labels to see if they reaaly are "me".
The "stupid" label for instance. I was always told I was stupid and would never amount to anything. I believed it. Probably because I heard it so much. I struggled in school. I didn't get top grades. And I could never understand when I was told "you know what you did wrong. I want you to tell me what you did!" I never knew - proof that I was indded so stupid that I didn't even know what I had done.
I had to challenge this label. I was forced to quit high school after grade 10. Going to college was a huge step for me. Stupid kid who couldn't learn anything had to go to college and take a test to see if my writing skills were good enough. (I passed). I had to dig out my last report card from high school and felt so ashamed they would see how stupid I was and wouldn't let me in. (Surprise - best subjects were science and math! Huh? I thought I did bad but the report said I was doing in the 80's - not bad for a dummy. So they let me into college.
OK now the real tests - and papers, and presentations. And I passed every single one. In fact in the program I was in after the first semester of 6 I was on the honor role 5/6 semester. And I graduated with honors. Hey but I'm the stupid kid. I had to sit and think on that one. I now had proof I wasn't stupid.
Maybe there were other reasons I didn't do well in some grades - like the abuse at home, and fear at tnight and not sleeping, anxiety attacks and nightmares, maybe just trying to survive one day at a time was all I could manage. Seems I had proof that my parents label of me was wrong - dead wrong.
That got me thinking. Maybe there were other things I had been told or been taught about myself that were not true.
slut, tramp, not true, I had been abused as a kid and was scared to do anything with anyone
bad girl, only to my parents and foster parents - other people seemed to like me
not submissive, rebellious, trouble-maker - only to the JWs LOL
skinny, bony, (younger) fat, (older) too tall, well as a kid I was really skinny - possibly anorexic, later I put on weight and as I get older it is still there - too tall - hey I'm the way I am 5'7"
stupid, slow-as-molasses, lazy, dirty, a slob, selfish well busted the first one - not a dummy, slow? lazy? only when I don't want to do something, dirty? slob? - when I was severely depressed - yea maybe - now never. Selfish? - only to ppeople who want me to be their slave
intelligent, patient, bright, a fighter I can agree with all of these. They are new ways I have learned to see myself
I'm working on the "sweet" one. I see Billygoat as "sweet". I see small people as "sweet" (I'm not small)
I will think on this more
But how we define ourselves often leads to how we choose to behave. My sister defines herself as a failure and therefore sets herself up to fail. She knows this but because she is a failure cannot see she could redefine herself and try to be and do things differently.
So.... fo rnay of you who are having a similar struggle - feel free to share