I have been doing a lot of reading about happiness lately, including Gretchen Rubin’s Happiness Project. One of the latest posts really caught me as one of my big problems, and it relates to her first happiness commandment, Be Gretchen.
It seems like any person who seeks to be happy would have to be happy being themselves.
I am generally not.
It isn’t that I can’t accept my weaknesses, if anything I accept them TOO much. The problem is I don’t want to be me. I spend a rather large amount of my time wishing I was someone else. I don’t mean “I wish I was anyone but myself”, but more “I wish I was like <insert author here>”.
I just finished reading another great book by Douglas Coupland, an author I have always liked. I find myself ending the book and immediately thinking, “I wish I was as good as Douglas Coupland”. Sometimes, which might be worse, I wish I WAS Douglas Coupland. The odd part is, I know next to nothing about Douglas Coupland’s life.
I think my desire to be someone else stems mostly from the fact that I don’t like myself. I never learned confidence, self-satisfaction, or self-acceptance. I never learned to be ME. In fact, I am not entirely sure I even know who *I* am. In the book I just read, The Gum Thief, the characters discuss how when you are young, you don’t know who you are. At some point though, you gain a basic understanding of yourself. I don’t think I ever did.
The issue is, how do I fix this? Can someone 40 years old learn confidence in themselves? I recently graduated with a degree in Information Systems. On the same day the diploma arrived, I received a promotion at work. These two events coincided on a friday, getting ready for the weekend. This should have made me completely joyous.
Instead, I wonder if a promotion and consequent raise will not just make me a target for future layoffs, and if my internet degree will mean anything to the people who “matter”.
I obviously need to work on being myself. My new resolution: Be Mark.