25 April 2009
..scattered pieces:
I’ve spent a large portion of my life learning how to think analytically about a number of technical topics. It’s something I’ve always gravitated toward. And with most of the jobs I’ve held, that way of thinking has been reinforced daily for years. I’m pretty good at it by now.
What I know I’m not good at are social topics, especially relationships. Routinely I miss cues others would easily pick up, or just can’t figure out where the boundaries are. I’ve never really thought about what I need or want out of my relationships.
Outside of the time I really want to spend alone, I’m usually very lost. I feel hopelessly troubled and tormented by longings I have no idea how to handle. These insistent longings range from simple sexual desire to finding friends with who I could feel a real connection; somewhere to belong, my tribe, etc.
Don’t mistake this for a trivial issue, the result of this frustration has been truly torturous. There are friends that I really value, and feel at ease with, but they’re very very few and seldom available. Almost of of the people we socialize with are either friends of my wife’s or people from work. I simply don’t know how to find new friends, my social skills are very thin. …even thinking about it can make me feel I”m a freak, an outsiders, that I really don’t belong anywhere and never will, that I should go hide and fade away without bothering anyone. ( The people who even casually know me would probably say that hearing me admit to being desperately lonely, and that I have a very strong need for more meaningful, more intimate social interaction is something they never thought would come from my lips. )
As a result I’ve learned to bury myself in the technical realm. I’m an expert at jamming my brain’s cogs by saturating it with information, analysis, problem solving, plans, ideas, and so on. Then, I’m “busy”, I feel like I’m doing something.. and one trait I’ve always had is that I must always be doing something. I just never saw why before (or at least what seems to be why). It’s a trait that is unlikely to ever really change, but it’s liberating just to see a connection that might explain it.
And that, in an odd way, is the larger point.
I’ve begun to think about the social aspects of my life rather than just let them be, let go unexamined. This is new to me. And I’m just beginning to get a glimpse of how much there is to learn. Yeah, this little hint is a major revelation to me… Major.
In the past month I’ve gone from miserable, continual suppression of a large portion of my emotions as a matter of the status quo, to focusing on thinking about the problem, to being confused with this whole new arena of thought and becoming filled with worry that the only way out is to throw everything up in the air and run, to thinking about exploring the options, which somehow brought me to the realization that there was even more here than I thought. Lots of thinking, lots of self-doubt, confusion, and concern. But as I tried to figure this out, it became apparent there were other, related problems.
More thinking, new questions arose. “Why hadn’t I really thought about this stuff before?” “Why am I so inept at addressing these needs?” “I’ve sat in this pain for so long, and I’m scared about trying to change.”
But isn’t learning something I am skilled at? Can I just fess up, admit I’m highly ignorant about social stuff, and start playing, experimenting…. learning?
True learning is usually quite difficult. It’s time consuming, often frustrating, and can instill embarrassment. But it’s possible, approachable, do-able.
I can learn.
All I need to do is sign up for a few classes, maybe get a basic degree … in.. um… ohhhhhhh.
Yeah, they don’t teach this stuff at school. Which strikes me as not only neglegent, not only irresponsible, but downright immoral. So those of us who don’t just “pickup” these skills while in school are doomed bang blindly into maze walls until, hopefully, we figure out something on our on?!? Immoral and obscene, it is.
So what happens now?
I can write the words, “fight the fear, and learn”, but the fear is pretty damn serious, and heavily entrenched, with reinforcements spread across time, and double agents installed in my mind. It’s not going anywhere. One little rock thrown at the beast doesn’t even get its attention.
How do I get to the point where I do more than just think and analyze, and begin to act, experiment, play? I want to run away, hide.
‘Double agents’ refers to my social phobia, among other things. I’ve got to be able to meet other people to make changes. But this sits in the middle of my fears. I’m scheduled to see a new shrink next week, and am trying not to get hopeful that we’ll find something that might lower the fears a bit. But if we did… sigh, I cannot afford to rely on the possibility.
At the moment, and things have been changing rapidly, I see two I can do; 1- try to figure out what I need, want, am hoping for out of my major social ties, 2- find a site aimed at matching people up as friends, and start trying to meet people that way. The second may not be the most effective approach but, at least initially, it’s still in my comfort zone.
Oh, 3- look around and see if there are classes, courses, meetings, books, whatever for learning basic social skills.