Hindustan Times ST (Mumbai) - Live
Switching from fight mode
Too many of us set out viewing each day as a fresh challenge, when the real battle is within. Can we find the strength to stay vulnerable?
Iusually wince at well-meaning bits of advice such as “maintain a gratitude journal”, “say hello to strangers” and “talk through the pain”. A gratitude journal feels cheesy to me. As a journalist and writer who listens to people share their stories for a living, I’ve always felt I get my fair share of interaction with strangers.
But after a close childhood friend recently told me that I “look like a train wreck” and should “really do something about it”, I realised that perhaps it was time to try something different.
That’s how I ended up talking to a psychologist, who had a lot of preliminary questions to ask after a test. The final question was: “Do you want to investigate some more, or let things slide?” Phrased like that, it was clearly rhetorical. I needed more conversations with him, and deeper introspection.
I am now seeing how I had crafted, over the years, a mental image of myself based on the ideal of “being brave”. My metaphorical hero was the captain on a burning deck, able to steer a ship even when everything appears hopeless. My ideal of bravery involved always stepping up, placing a lid on emotions, denying all vulnerability.
How flawed this narrative is became apparent when my psychologist suggested I attend a social event full of strangers, and just talk to people who looked interesting to me. There was a caveat: I should try to not ask for their professional credentials, nor give them mine.
Who would I even be in such a scenario, I wondered? The import of the caveat is clear: Respect people for who they are; not what they do. It’s a principle we all start out with, as children. It’s why friendships are forged so easily, over an interesting bug or a shared love of flat stones.
In adulthood, the prospect of trying to connect with a stranger at this kind of personal level felt deeply uncomfortable. I was reminded of the Simon & Garfunkel song, The Boxer.
When I left my home and family /
I was no more than a boy /
In the company of strangers /
In the quiet of the railway station /
Running scared /
Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters / Where the ragged people go /
Looking for the places only they would know…
Isn’t this how most people’s working lives begin, as youngsters in the company of strangers, struggling to “be someone”. As life unfolds, the work and world take their toll and the boy is turned into a fighter.
In the clearing stands a boxer / And a fighter by his trade…
as the song goes.
Amid it all, we lose the simple curiosity that helped us make friends as children. We shut down the candid parts of our nature. At some point, we make peace with the fact that most relationships will be transactional.
I am starting to see that the entire “captain on the burning deck” is a hopeless narrative. All our ships will eventually sink. Do we really want to “go down fighting”?
What if we turned to hope instead? That’s a question psychologist Dan Tomasulo asks in his book, Learned Hopefulness (2020). Embracing hope means embracing new heroes who feel their emotions, are curious about people. It takes bravery, because this approach involves what Tomasulo calls a “radical acceptance” of tomorrow. But it’s a path of action. As Angela Duckworth, author of Grit: The Power of Passion and Perseverance (2016), puts it in her book: “‘I have a feeling tomorrow will be better’ is different from ‘I resolve to make tomorrow better.’”
As much as this next sentence would have once made me grimace, I am now saying yes more, staying open to new experiences. Maintaining a gratitude journal isn’t as cheesy as I’d imagined. Smiling at strangers in a non-professional setting is tough, but it’s beginning to get interesting. I’m excited to see what may come of it all.