You
know, getting over things isn’t something that I’ve ever been good at. However,
as cliché as it may sound, everyone has baggage right? All baggage comes with a
consequence, and that consequence is simply how you cope with it. How you
choose to slay your dragons is testament of your personality and your strength.
Generally
speaking, everyone goes through a similar process of coping with pain. This can
range from physical pain to mental pain. I read a quotation once in a fantastic
book written by Patrick Rothfuss called The
Name of the Wind. He sums the coping levels up nicely as such:
“Perhaps the greatest
faculty our minds possess is the ability to cope with pain. Classic thinking
teaches us of the four doors of the mind, which everyone moves through according
to their need.
First is the door of sleep. Sleep offers us a retreat from the world and all its pain. Sleep marks passing time, giving us distance from the things that have hurt us. When a person is wounded they will often fall unconscious. Similarly, someone who hears traumatic news will often swoon or faint. This is the mind's way of protecting itself from pain by stepping through the first door.
Second is the door of forgetting. Some wounds are too deep to heal, or too deep to heal quickly. In addition, many memories are simply painful, and there is no healing to be done. The saying 'time heals all wounds' is false. Time heals most wounds. The rest are hidden behind this door.
Third is the door of madness. There are times when the mind is dealt such a blow it hides itself in insanity. While this may not seem beneficial, it is. There are times when reality is nothing but pain, and to escape that pain the mind must leave reality behind.
Last is the door of death. The final resort. Nothing can hurt us after we are dead, or so we have been told.”
First is the door of sleep. Sleep offers us a retreat from the world and all its pain. Sleep marks passing time, giving us distance from the things that have hurt us. When a person is wounded they will often fall unconscious. Similarly, someone who hears traumatic news will often swoon or faint. This is the mind's way of protecting itself from pain by stepping through the first door.
Second is the door of forgetting. Some wounds are too deep to heal, or too deep to heal quickly. In addition, many memories are simply painful, and there is no healing to be done. The saying 'time heals all wounds' is false. Time heals most wounds. The rest are hidden behind this door.
Third is the door of madness. There are times when the mind is dealt such a blow it hides itself in insanity. While this may not seem beneficial, it is. There are times when reality is nothing but pain, and to escape that pain the mind must leave reality behind.
Last is the door of death. The final resort. Nothing can hurt us after we are dead, or so we have been told.”
It is human nature to attempt to fix ourselves of the struggles we deal
with, because, as I mentioned in a previous blog, happiness is an obsession
humans are fixated on. I know that I do not want to be identified by the paths
I choose that lead me to pain. I would rather be defined by the journey I take
to healing, and my will and strength to reaching happiness. Because, as far as
I’m concerned, the only door in Rothfuss’ steps of coping that is locked once
you step through is the last one. Every other door gives you the opportunity to
turn around and face your demons, to walk back through all of the doors and to
re-emerge into a better reality.
To delve a little deeper into my own personality,
and in an attempt to turn around and face my own demons, I will share with you
some of my own. One struggle I’ve had to deal with is the unnecessary
embarrassment I experienced at my financial situations all through my life.
Though it was not bad at all, it was noticeable to me when everyone at school
would have name-brand items (this included foods, clothes, school supplies,
etc). I would look down at my stuff and see No-Name
this and Great Value that. My method
of coping with it was getting a job and spending all of my money on name-brand
items. I would buy expensive things just so that I could prove to myself that I
was worthy of these items just like everyone else was. In hindsight I am
ashamed. There is nothing wrong with saving money by purchasing products that
are slightly lesser quality, especially if your life relies on that extra
dollar to survive. I learned that lesson the hard way when I got a line of
credit for University. I won’t go into detail, but I essentially had all of
these great expensive possessions – and no time to appreciate them because I
ended up having to work full-time while going to school full-time just to pay
my rent. That was definitely a low point in my life and I am pretty sure I hit
the door of madness. Alas, I have a great support system and I’m finding my way
back out of it gradually. Occasionally the old feelings of not being quite up
to par as everyone else come and brush over my heart, but I know that I’m just
as good of a person as anyone else is, even if I wear clothes that are from
discounted stores.
The reality of the world is that, yes, there is
pain and it comes in multiple different forms. But, sometimes we delude reality
within our mind and create a pain based off of fallacy. Why would I care so
much about having expensive items like everyone else? Was it really, because I
felt lesser than others? Or was it because I thought people judged me by the
items I possess? The harsher reality is that nobody cared how much my mom paid
for the bologna on my sandwich, nor that my shoes weren’t Nikes. All of this was a product of my own delusions and
insecurities. And all it would have taken to avoid that was acknowledging and
accepting the truth. Do I think people would respect me more if I was broke but
had expensive things, or if I would have saved my money for my future? I think
the latter.
Alas, everyone has decisions to make in their life,
and we don’t always choose the right ones. But, as I said, it’s the paths that
we choose to finding happiness that should define who we are. After all, we are
all human, and sometimes choices seem right at the time, but when looking
back...?
Until next time,
Dillon
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