Forgo all previous thoughts
Everything is wrong
All around us has changed
Real life has gone
All my friends have gone away
They are all out
having fun
I am
alone
The only
One.
I could make the best of it
Try new things
See what fits
The truth of it is I feel
low
Being here. No place to go.
There was a time I got invited to join in
Nervous me, glad to begin
A journey of inclusion
Accompanied by anxiety
And maybe that’s what put them off me
They didn’t know
That everytime
I was asked
I got braver, sparkled, danced
Then anxiety hit again
Pushed me back into my pen
Like a caged bird, not allowed to sing
Confined to listen to everyone else’s din
My head hurt
My brain exploded
All the happiness eroded
The invites all dried up
Eventually I tried again
Clean page, fresh ink, the dots intact
Suggesting this, pursuing that
Until I heard, “you’re not where it’s at”.
In my role as librarian, I was introduced to an interesting picture book about an adult not taking in a child’s world. Fixed to their phone, the adult never looks up to see what the child is wondering at, questioning, experiencing. So the child craved attention that the adult couldn’t give. From the child’s point of view, the adult is absent and uncaring.
As a teacher, I learnt to look ‘beyond the behaviour’. In this case, why is the adult not engaging with the child’s world, interests and imagination? The adult IS there, ie physically present, in the same room, on the same walk etc, and yet to the reader it’s obvious the child must be feeling terribly alone. Why?
As a grown-up, I can feel lonely in a crowded room. Often surrounded by people chatting, laughing, enjoying the social atmosphere, in my head I experience the noise, light, scent, taste, texture separately and all at once and therefore in excess. This is sensory overload. I now avoid situations that overload me, that are too much. Why? because it hurts: physically and mentally. And it takes a long time to recover from.
Like the difference between a corner shop and a hyper-market, I can tolerate parties in small doses, if there’s somewhere quiet to retreat to (a safe space) and if I’m in comfortable company (this applies to work and pleasure).
Having friends, colleagues and family who understand this is vital for maintaining a healthy mind and outlook. For everyday function and functionality.
Crash and Burn
For those who prefer metaphors, imagine this:
You say you are a car driver, that you can drive. You have passed your test in the theory and practice of driving. Does that make you a safe driver? More to the point, what makes you a safe driver?
Imagine the impact of each of these things:
The car takes petrol. You add diesel.
The windscreen is dirty. You never wash it.
The fog lights don’t work. You don’t find out why.
The brake lights don’t work. You don’t notice.
Every road surface feels bumpy. You haven’t checked the tyre pressure.
The heating doesn’t come on. You constantly complain.
You’re given a Haynes manual for your make and model: You give it away.
Does your car get you from A-B safely? No, it does not. It breaks down. You get a flat tyre on the motorway. You crash. Why? Because as a driver you have done the social-situation-party-host-equivalent of shouting at your guests, spiking their drinks with drugs, blinding them with multi-coloured flashing disco lights and making them dance around their handbags because you didn’t provide a cloakroom.
And the moral is? Passing your test is just the beginning.
If you think you are now a car driver, think again. Ask yourself, what do I need to help me be a safe driver? And then, hopefully, you’ll be less likely to breakdown, get a flat tyre, crash. And more likely to enjoy the journey, wherever it takes you.
P.S. Did you spot the connection to writing and 'getting unstuck'?
Definition of a metaphor:
A figure of speech in which something is referred to or compared with a thing it resembles;
metaphor permits understanding of the image of that thing by encouraging us to see it in a different light.
We are blessed with many words and images to choose from when creating metaphors, giving endless possibilities to the meaning we can attribute to an object or a scene. However the writer describes ‘a thing’ is not necessarily going to be ‘the thing’ that a reader sees in that same passage. Whether the writer carefully constructs the metaphor, or simply throws words at the page, they trust their reader will make their own mental images to support meaning. The effect being like making a movie of the story in your head while you read.
Imagine:
Two florists have the same number and types of stems to arrange. Will their bouquets look identical?
Two chefs start with the same ingredients. Will the meals they plate up taste the same?
Consider:
Teachers are not always trying to teach something
Engineers are not always trying to build stuff
Gardeners are not always trying to grow things
Actors are not always in character
Clowns do not always wear red noses
Writers do not always speak in metaphors
Reflect:
Spend time with friends, because you enjoy their company
Plant seeds, because you like sweet peas or runner beans
Be creative, because you want to
