The Identity you have is a choice that you make.  Even though you can’t change your past, or remove memories (on purpose), you can change how you view and interpret those memories.

I learned this in the Marines, but we are all quite adaptive.  We adjust to shitty situations until they become our new “normal”.  Like wearing a watch or a ring- after a little while you don’t even feel them on you.  Or walking into a loud concert- after a while it will become the new normal and won’t seem so ear-piercing, and when the music stops, your ears will have to adjust back to low volumes.

Bad days don’t last forever. Not because situations actually change (they might, but that’s irrelevant), it’s your outlook that changes.

Good days don’t last forever either.  People adjust to a “good” normal and start to complain about frivolous things.  It will become increasingly harder to keep having good days.

Chasing happiness.

When you look around and you feel empty with no obvious reasons why.  That might mean you’re “normal” needs to be reset with bad days (relative to your good days), or through intense reflecting.

The point is that our Identities evolve and change regardless of what lies ahead in the future.  In other words, we all can change our identities without making any new decisions, new memories, anything.

We can choose to re-interpret our existing memories and experiences; essentially re-defining who we are.

I hope you enjoyed Block 2.

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I’m hearing independence and self-sufficiency in the theme of this Block.  I feel like my extreme anxiety about outside validation is not only preventing me from progressing in my career goals, but as a person as well.

I can be better than I am if I can only be okay with my own personal judgments about the things I do and the way I behave.

But does that mean other people’s views are no longer relevant?

Well that doesn’t sound right either.

This must be one of those gray area things.  A good balance between the two ends of a spectrum, whatever the hell that means.

Nothing has confused me more than the concept of a gray area among things.

What is a good balance of opposites?

In other words… yes or no.  And how much yes and how much no. That’s all gray area is to me, a balance of chaotic confusion of things that don’t match.

What’s the balance between an apple and a carrot?  Sometimes it is just that confusing to me and it drives me nuts trying to figure out that perfect balance.

Maybe I’m trying to understand it wrong.  Or from the wrong angle.

Life is best understood backward, but must be lived forward.

What if I change my approach to the question of what a good balance is in a spectrum of opposites?

These are difficult questions to be asking.  Especially when you don’t give yourself enough time to find an answer.  It has been tearing away at me from the inside for as long as I can remember.

Whenever these moments of thought run through my mind, I get that insecurity about whether or not I should ask others these questions, or whether or not I’m strange for thinking to ask them in the first place.

Of course it’s strange.  Most people do not entertain these thoughts as much as I do, but that is only an assumption I have about the people I’m around.  Not on a larger scale.

What if I’m not so strange, just strange right here?

This is why I am having trouble adjusting to things.  I don’t know what to adjust to.  And because the internet removes the imaginary geographic barriers to what defines traditional normalcy, this is only getting increasingly confusing; for millennials across the board, as well.

Throughout my life thus far, I’ve made myself aware of some other ways people can live their lives.  I’ve met people from many walks of life, in different countries, and in a wide range of settings, and I can’t seem to figure out where I fit into all of it.

Retreating back to the very beginning…

If everyone were to disappear, who would I be?

That’s an extreme question.  As mentioned, it’s probably a balance of things and that’s why that question seems so difficult.

Perhaps, I’m asking it wrong.

Let’s try separating the question into 2 opposite perspectives…

If everyone were gone, except those most important to me, who would I be?  

I’m not sure.  The same confused person maybe??  I guess I would at least find comfort in not going through everyone dying off by myself; I have my closest family and friends with me.

What if only those most important people to me died, leaving everyone else in the world, who would I be then?

The second question feels like everyone else might have well died also.  If everyone important to me died right now, I wouldn’t have much reason to go on with life- at least that’s how I think I would feel.

My thinking just doesn’t make logical sense because there are other people, billions of others.

Ok, I think I’m gaining some clarity.

It’s the memories you have of the life you’ve lived so far- that’s what makes people and things important to you.  And you’ve shared the most memories with “important people”.

That is also where you base and learn your judgments from.  Even the memory of someone telling you something is a memory that you can use as a personal identifier.

It is new memories, accumulated, that make new important people and things in your life- and provides you with your own sense of identity.

I would like to add that epiphanies and personal reflection can allow you to interpret your memories in different ways, leading you to a redefined identity; simply by changing your perspective.

Regardless, without memories, you lose your identity.  Without memories, sentimental value doesn’t exist.  Nothing will be important.  In the absence of memories, you have no definable identity.

This is probably why people feel the need to shed their identities when they feel they need to “start over” (usually after a bad break up or a death).  They throw away a lot of stuff, they kick people out of their lives, get makeovers and change their profile pictures on Facebook, or just pick up and move somewhere else leaving everything behind.

After all, by throwing things away, or by the loss of someone, there is nothing left to hold their memories accountable.  Their memories now become whatever they say they are.

But until they remove their own memories, they cannot actually “start over”.  That is why this phrase is so popular, “you can’t run away from your problems, they follow you.”.

It is you who is following yourself.  What the phrase refers to as “problems”, is nothing more than the words you’ve chosen to judge your own identity.

Who am I?

I am a collection of my own memories of the past and how I choose to interpret them for use in the future.

…there.  That wasn’t so hard.

Block 3 coming soon…

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Principle I:  Judgement is a Natural Ability

We all know that people judge others, at least we are all born with the ability and craving to do so.  Whether we evolve enough as individuals to remove this impulse from our being is a separate issue.  For those that haven’t…

People like to ‘people watch’.  I know I do.

We sit on our thrones and make a game out of critiquing unaware people while they ignorantly carry on about their day.  Chances are our playful judgements are meaningless, but the takeaway here is how common people just sit and judge each other for no apparent reason.

We say our secret judgments to ourselves or someone close to us as if we were the only ones that have them- and they do the same about the two people snickering to each other across the room.

Mini spotlights of judgement and you never know when you are in the middle of it.

Is it the moment you bumped into a wall?? …casually turning around to see if anyone noticed your clumsy mistake; as if it would make a difference if you knew.

Imagine sitting on a bench, and as you peruse the scene in people watch mode, you come across another bench.  You look at who’s sitting there and you lock eyes briefly with another person, who also happens to be people watching.

It’s as if you were caught doing something you weren’t supposed to.

Curious thought:

Running with the “bump into a wall” example… everyone is clumsy once in a while, why are we so critical of ourselves?  If you turned and saw people staring, maybe even smirking, that’s usually when embarrassment comes into play.

But why?

If you turned and saw no one, you would feel nothing.  What does that mean?

We make that choice to feel embarrassed.

Principle 2:  Judgement is linked to Insecurity

I also believe there is a strong correlation between the level of judgement and the level of insecurity that person feels.

In other words…

The more you judge, the more insecure you may be; in theory.

We all know judgments happen and almost constantly so in public settings.  Even though people may not care about you, or care to know you, we care how they feel and think about us- to the degree at which we judge others.

There is a reward we all receive intrinsically for being “accepted” by those around you.  Humans are reward seekers; as is all other forms of life.

A new person’s judgments are like fun, mini-validations of living the right way.  Endorphins gained from a compliment can change the overall feel of someone’s day.

Sometimes a stranger’s quick judgement of you (good or bad) based on limited information is highly important to us.

Well, hold on a second.

I thought only important people in our lives hold this sort of weight upon us; perhaps you’ll never see that person again

So how can this be true?

Due to the craving to know who we are, we give unpredictable and immeasurable weight to the quick judgments of those we don’t know so well, or at all.  It’s almost as if the more desperate, or lonely and searching, a person is, the more seriously random judgment is taken.

On the latter of that thought, a fulfilled and satisfied person may give very little to no weight on random judgments.

Insecurity skews reality and makes you forget that the person has no idea about anything else you’ve done or accomplished in your life.  Even if you made a mistake and know it, the judgement is extreme because that person only has that very limited information about you.

Limited information = ignorance.

For whatever reason, I don’t readily think ignorance when I’m faced with someone else’s quick judgement whom I do not know personally.  I think it’s because I give them the benefit of doubt that maybe they do have ground to stand on with their opinions and judgments.

So, skewed by my own insecurity, I recognize ignorance in myself; as oppose to the ignorance of the other.

Principle 3:  Judgement is a Defense Mechanism

Judging others isn’t always a bad thing.  And I know a big part of it is for self-preservation (a defense mechanism).  Judgments stem from values instilled by others (those most important to us) and personal experience.

If your judgments are screaming danger based on those things, you should not treat is as if it is the first time you’ve encountered whatever it is.

Stated that way it sounds reasonable.  But consider the word racism.

A brief real life example…

I was jumped by a gang of about 15 black people.  I say gang, because the gang had an official name, I say black because they were all black.  One of them struck me on the side of the head with a 2 by 4 piece of wood, with nails sticking out the end of it.

What they didn’t realize was my being a Marine veteran and my roommate was an Army veteran- a true American war hero.   So we jumped right back.  But it was still a looong recovery and legal proceedings that ensued.

My heart is actually pounding right now thinking about this.  That is how a judgement is learned and ingrained for future use.

That makes me feel better about it.  I feel as if it is my own, uncovered by myself.

The point is now when I see a group of black people walking towards me, with a similar fashion sense to those that jumped me (not business suits), I will not be comfortable.  I will try to avoid the situation altogether.

Yes, in some cases that can be misconstrued as racism, because the group of black people may actually be very nice people.  But my instincts tell me I might not get a second chance to even find that out.

This is a learned judgement drawn from personal experience, not so much instilled from other sources like media and societal influences.

These Judgement Principles play out within each of us every day, and we apply them to everyone and everything-equally.

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[2.5] Validation

To seek validation is to confide.

My experience in confiding in those close to me is that sometimes they cannot handle it and that confiding in other people needs to be kept with the person [being confided in], in mind, not just all you.

They are only receiving the information you tell them, not the full story by a long shot. They aren’t privy to facial expressions, situational factors, things you’ve misconstrued, or anything else [that you don’t tell them, or that they cannot experience for themselves].

After learning my lesson slowly, I’ve found that you need to be careful what you say and who you say it to- as obvious as that may sound – a family member, spouse, best friend may not be ideal.  Especially if circles cross.

This doesn’t mean those confided in would tell others about what was said.  A private conversation is usually kept rather private.

But they can never be exactly where you are, see and experienced what you have, so what you are saying will never be equal and fair information.

They are only getting your side.

A simple example is that if I were to confide in person A about person B, person A may start to take the new information and form judgement about person B [without even interacting with B].

And person A will begin to change the way they treat person B; leaving person B very confused.

That’s why we shouldn’t jump to conclusions when the grapevine comes along informing us of second, third, or more hand information.  That goes for products, opinions, thoughts on life, whatever.

It leads to chaos, confusion, and no one knows why something happened.  Heed caution when others confide in you to not alter your judgments without sound reason.

A Quick Note…

Someone very close to me inspired me by example to start this blog.  Until very recently, I’ve always kept my personal thoughts toward life, people, and the way things are confined to the hard drive of my computer.

I was neglecting myself from outside validation.

Writing is my escape.  My release from the stuff I don’t say for one reason or another.  Mostly because I feel bad for overpowering people with my stupid thoughts on life and questions and observations that run sprints in my mind every day.

I’ve learned to just simply stop myself and bottle up all of those unanswered questions, however irrelevant they may be.

Well, bottling never does the trick, and I can’t seem to shut up sometimes, so I am admitting that I need outside validation from these inner turmoils that prove inappropriate in public settings.

Live Writing is my confidant…

I’m sick of writing dated word documents as if it were a journal to myself.

“Knowing” no one is going to read your journal only allows you to be more honest and blunt about the way you feel.

It doesn’t address the validation of someone else knowing about what you are going through.  Just one other human being to know what you are thinking so you can gauge whether you are crazy or completely sane.

I’ve found myself in some pretty rough states because of that question being unanswered.

Without validation, I am in a purgatory of what is normal.

So I am going to not only continue writing, but post the writings of the past; some of which are very dark.  Just the thought makes me feel vulnerable and insecure, but I think I’m about ready for public validation.

Assuming this is all worthy, of course.

It’s validation that makes the risk worth the reward; whether it comes from within or from other people.

In the Marine Corps, the louder you yelled and the more forceful your words are (and the more you drank) earned respect points (the reward).  Of course this is a very much abbreviated version of a respected Marine, so don’t think too much into that.

In the suburban society I currently preside in, a raised voice can mean danger and stay away.  Drinking too much means you have a problem. So I adjust my behaviors to what the society I’m around most of the time views me as “normal”.

It gets hard when you are around different groups of people, and all of them have a different “normal”.

That begs the question, what is my “normal”?

For now, it seems as if I am one of a small few with this version of normal.  It made me feel lonely and depressed as a kid, and continues to do so even while I’m in a room full of people who love and care about me.

But I think I’m getting closer and closer every day.

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