I
work with the youth at my church, specifically I work with girls ages 12-18. I
love this for several reasons. 1) I have two sons whom I adore, but it’s nice
to have girls to play with! 2) These girls are amazing. They’re sweet, smart,
beautiful, and they honestly want to help each other. 3) There are so many
things I’ve wished I could go back in time and tell myself when I was that age.
This is getting to do it vicariously.
What
I wish I’d known when I was younger is a topic that seems to be required of all
parents, teachers, writers, and everyone else who passed through the fire of
adolescence and survived. Not unscathed, but stronger. So here is my list of
things I wanted to know, and these are all themes of my books, too. Working
with the youth helped finally push me over the edge to start doing what I’ve
always wanted to do, because there are millions of people out there who I want
to talk to, to hug, and to comfort. (My nurturing instinct is way off the
charts.)
Get
out of your head this weird idea that life is fair. Life on Earth isn’t fair,
it can’t be. Otherwise we’d still have dinosaurs because how is it fair that
they went extinct? If one person got
sick, everyone would have to get sick. That’s fair. And awful. Life is about survival and some people get breaks
and some people don’t and that’s fine. If you spend all your time trying to
work out what’s fair and what isn’t and who got what that you didn’t or who has
more to do, you will end up depressed, bitter, and annoying to anyone who talks
to you. Don’t be that person. Do be the person who can accept and move on. I’m
talking about little things, here, cars and toys and chores and houses and
clothes. Dealing with big things is the next paragraph.
In
life big awful things will happen. Someone you love will die, or get really
sick for a long time, or you’ll lose your home, or all your money, and this is
a big thing. Anyone who tells you here to just accept it and move on is not
being either helpful or realistic. And
if you encounter someone who has had one of these awful experiences under no
circumstances try to make them feel better by telling them about someone else
who has it worse. THIS IS A TERRIBLE IDEA AND COMPLETELY UNSYMPATHETIC. If you’re
just trying to get them to count their blessings, do it by helping them count
their blessings. Telling someone who is in pain about someone else’s pain only
shows that there is even more pain in the world. This is a pet peeve of mine.
So my advice to someone who has undergone something terrible and heartbreaking
is, I am so sorry, you do what you need to do to deal with it and someday the
pain will ease and your chest won’t feel so tight but for now just know that
there are people who love you. My advice to everyone else is DON’T BE AN
INSENSITIVE JERK who says things like, “At least you’re not so-and-so who has
this much worse thing,” or “Just get over it and move on,” (variations of which
are “buck up,” “suck it up” or “you’ll be okay”). If you feel the impulse to
say any of those things, give them a hug and walk away. That’s it. No more
talking for you.
Don’t
wait around. Four of the young women I worked with left for college recently. I
was asked to give them advice about college, and this is what I told them. Don’t
wait in your dorm or apartment for someone else to call you and plan something
fun. Pick up the phone or open your email and invite people to do something
with you. Friendships are built in two main ways: talking and spending time
together. If you want a friend, pick a few likely candidates and set something
up with them all. Invite them over for a make fun of terrible movies night or
go ice blocking or tray sledding. Find clubs you’re interested in and join
them. If they’re too much work or you don’t end up enjoying them, drop it and
find something else. The warning with this is sometimes you’ll get burned.
Sometimes you’ll throw a party and no one will show up, or everyone you call
will be busy. That sucks. But it’s also okay. Because the risk of putting
yourself out there is getting burned, but getting burned sometimes to find a
best friend or a circle of best friends is worth it. Absolutely 100%.
Be
yourself. Is a terrible piece of advice. Most of us don’t really know who “ourself”
is, and if we spend the whole time worrying about whether we are being
disingenuous or not we’re not going to have fun or be very much fun. What people
mean with that advice is relax. Not everyone is going to be your friend, not
every member of the PTA will like you or think you’re the best person ever. It
doesn’t matter. Them not liking you doesn’t hurt you unless you focus on it. If
you ignore it and find people who do like you, then the only person it bothers
is the person who doesn’t like you. And really, what better revenge could there
be? Calm down. Take a deep breath. And go have fun. Make fun, if you have to.
Don’t worry about being funny or well liked, because everyone else is worried
about that. If you can relax , you can laugh, and everyone else will want to be
around you because they wish they could be the person who was relaxed.
Eventually,
you will like yourself. This takes time. It doesn’t happen overnight, either. I
remember being in my late 20s and still not feeling comfortable with who I
thought I was. Then after I turned 30, I was getting ready one morning and
realized I liked the person I’d grown up to be. Maybe it was not having the
social pressure of being in my 20s anymore, maybe it was because I finally felt
like I was starting to be successful, but mostly I think it was because I
finally spent enough time with me.
My
last advice is this. Everything will turn out okay in the end, and if it’s not
okay, it’s not the end. Humans have an endless capacity for adapting and the
world is constantly changing. Whatever awful thing is going on in your life
right now, it has an end date. Sometimes knowing that doesn’t make it hurt
less, but sometimes it does. I have a laundry list of medical conditions, some
common, like rheumatoid arthritis, and some less common, like narcolepsy. These
are things that I will have my whole life, but I’m okay with that because I
have learned how to cope so they don’t interfere with my life. You will be okay
too. Just give yourself the time, and take time out every day to do something
you love. It doesn’t have to be a lot of time, maybe ten or fifteen minutes,
but in those minutes just be with you. And you don’t have to take them all
consecutively, either. Steal a minute away from all your young children and
read a paragraph of a book you love or listen to a song that gets you pumped.
Go in your backyard or your closet or somewhere you can be alone and just
breathe. It’s important. More than you’ll ever know.
There’s
something you should know about my advice. I don’t care whether you take it or
not, or listen to me or not. But it is what I think and how I feel and it informs
how I view the world. So my young self, you made it, you grew up, you found
friends and loved ones and you’re a person that you would like. Keep your chin
up and fight through it. The bad stuff is easier to believe, but the good stuff
lasts much, much longer.
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