Ugh

Jun. 19th, 2013 07:02 pm
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Sometimes my brain just loves to throw I-hate-you curve-balls at me. I don't know what I did wrong, but all of a sudden I'm imagining being beat up in the middle of a Tai restaurant, or being kicked out, or being purposefully given the wrong order. I hate it when I get paranoid for no fucking reason.

Sometimes I feel like just ripping my skin and muscle off and just living as a skeleton, but then, people would just find a whole new way of categorizing me.

A day back on T, and I can't handle still having my birthname. Or being misgendered in the grocery store, or handing over my card, and having my female name on it. Welp, time to get serious about changing my name, because all of a sudden I'm sick of it.

Date: 2013-06-20 09:38 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] enemyofperfect
Brains can be random like that, ugh.

Sympathies, guy. And good luck getting the name stuff sorted out. I am imagining kind of mountains of paperwork, but maybe it's a lot easier than that? I can hope, anyway!

Date: 2013-06-22 07:13 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] enemyofperfect
I'll look forward to congratulating you!

Aww, I appreciate the concern. <3 I've been having a rockier than usual couple of days for some reason, but if I've been quieter in general this month, it's probably because I've been sliiightly braver about leaving the house and doing things, so that's where some of my attention and energy has been going.

Oh heh, plus I started the month kind of tired from posting a couple of ficlets to a meme. I mean, I did it anonymously, which my social anxiety appreciated, but still, it was kind of a big deal for my brain!

Date: 2013-06-23 09:59 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] enemyofperfect
I think this stuff happens in cycles, or at least, it does for me. Like, I totally fell off Tumblr a couple of months ago (except for occasionally checking the blogs of a few people I'm especially fond of, such as hmm let me see, you), and it isn't the first time that's happened, either. And I think I have periods of being more and less shy with friends. So maybe if you're feeling more cautious right now, that's just because it's what's right for you at this point in time, and someday you'll be ready to be a little bolder again?

OMG, I saw that you mentioned you're doing a big bang, and I think that's so awesome! :D Have you written at that length before? I totally haven't. And yes, you can definitely ask -- it was at [community profile] meme_of_interest, which has been slower now that we're in the hiatus, but has produced some amazing Person of Interest fics since it started up. I haven't gotten around to/gotten up the nerve to publicly claim my fills yet, but I could email you the links if you were interested -- although I don't know if you would be? I don't know if you're still in that fandom?

Date: 2013-06-26 10:46 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] enemyofperfect
Stories are hard, but you are awesome for taking this one on, you should so be proud of yourself! I've never done NaNo, but what I've heard from people who have sounds a lot like your experience of it. :D 50k in thirty days is maybe not an ideal recipe for Quality Writing, but hey, at least you know you're physically capable of stringing together that many words? Anyway, definitely cheering for you now!

Ahaha, I kind of know what you mean about reading stuff by friends. Also complicated for me sometimes: having my stuff read by friends! So if you're all curious now that I've raised the subject, I'm totally still game, but since it sounds like the awkward-feelingness is kind of mutual, I'd also be okay with leaving it in the hands of fate whether you chance to read my particular fills or not. If, you know, that sounds like a suitably dramatic way of putting it, heh.

I think I'm still learning about the intersection between creativity and social interaction and the unique opportunities it provides for anxiety, because it's so new that I've been remotely willing to share any of what I write, or even be particularly active about leaving feedback, for that matter. Oh the excitement of life. :)

Date: 2013-06-28 08:20 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] enemyofperfect
Oh gosh, creativity and anxiety is practically an art form in itself.

Hee! Well, if that's true, I must be a master at it by now -- I mean, with all the years of practice I've been putting in!

I'm so, so interested in what you have to say about having trouble writing self-contained stories with beginnings and endings, and about writing approaching a form of spirituality for you, because both those things ring so true for me. I mean, I'm an atheist, and spirituality isn't really a thing that I do, but when I try to understand what it means to the people in whose lives it does have an important place, I think about the way I feel about stories. And I feel like the degree to which it's interwoven with my life does play a part in the difficulty I have creating discrete story-shaped objects I can polish and show to other people, because -- it's not like on the one hand, there's my life, and then on the other hand, occasionally I sit down and write things. My ideas are always there, and I don't really have the distance from them to know how to package them for someone else's consumption.

I think part of it for me is that I've spent so long really not worrying about whether anyone would find any value in what I come up with, because I wasn't going to let anyone see it, and I was the only one it had to please. And that's been wonderful for me -- it's one of my best coping mechanisms these days, when once it was almost impossible for me to let go of self-consciousness even when I was writing purely for myself -- but making the transition back to thinking how to invite an audience into these worlds I create, that poses its own challenge.

And part of it -- and I don't say this as a contradiction of your philosophy, I say this because this is mine, and it affects the way I work -- is that my goal isn't to give zero fucks, it's to give as many fucks as I think an individual piece of feedback warrants. Which is maybe overly ambitious of me, to hope to calibrate my reactions to that degree? Definitely it's super, super hard, and I think that shows in what I've managed to write and post so far: these aren't the stories that speak to the depths of my soul, they're the ones I thought I could have some fun writing and not get overinvested in, and to the extent that I've failed with them, I think it's by compartmentalizing too much and cutting myself off from them while I was still trying to write them, because I didn't know how to let myself care and still be brave enough to keep going.

BUT ANYWAY, an email from me will be heading your way shortly. :D
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From: [personal profile] enemyofperfect
Oh, giving too many fucks is absolutely a risk. What you said about the contradiction of needing to care to write and needing to not care too much when it comes to other people's reactions -- that's completely it. I don't necessarily feel like everything I write is a direct reflection of who I am, because -- like basically everyone else on the planet -- I'm a pretty complicated and contradictory person, and the little kaleidoscope fragment that makes it into a given story might or might not tell you very much about me as a whole being, but for me to be able to engage with a story the way I need to if I want to give it a chance of being any good, there has to be something in it that makes me feel something, and that's vulnerability enough.

I mean, I hadn't even been thinking about beta readers or critiques on a work still in progress, because that's so far outside what I'm emotionally equipped to handle at this point in time. Like, I'd love it if someday I were able to work with someone else to figure out how on earth to make my stories go the way I'd like them to, because I think I might find that really helpful, but for now, about the most I can handle is saying, "Do you see any obvious typos? Does it remotely make sense? Are you overwhelmingly horrified by anything? Okay good, online it goes, thank you." And sometimes I skip that too, if I've hit my emotional limit and my choices are to post something potentially flawed or to post nothing at all.

So I've got this, you know, vast emotional vulnerability, which I try to deal with in different ways. But for me, thinking about my hypothetical/eventual audience and how to best to reach them isn't really optional, because -- and this is something I don't think I ever fully articulated until just now -- but to me personally, the point of polishing something into an Actual Official Story-Shaped Object is to share the ideas in it with other people. Which means two things: first, I won't go to that effort if the only person I'm trying to please is myself, because as much as I like the end result when I do put in the work, it's much better value for my time to jot it down in a much more relaxed sort of way, trusting myself to decipher my own shorthand and to accept my own digressions and foibles; and second, if I take everything I care about out of a story, and fill it only with things I think other people will like, there's no point in that either, because my entire goal is to share things I enjoy and care about with other people, and if I've thrown out the first half of that description, it doesn't matter how well I succeed at the second, because no amount of popularity will make the exercise anything but hollow.

And yeah, I think I just matched your wall of text. :) But I want to add that I really love your introducing the concept of patience (with yourself and others) here. It's so easy for me to go straight to fear when I'm thinking about people's reactions to my work, and even when I'm trying to convince myself that that's really unnecessary, that still leaves fear at the center of the conversation -- but thinking in terms of patience shifts the entire frame of the internal argument. Which might come very much in handy. So thank you!
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From: [personal profile] enemyofperfect
Oh hey, I am seriously just so excited that this conversation isn't over! I mean, it would have been okay if it was -- I'd been figuring it probably was -- but it is very interesting and cool, and I'm totally going to respond to your other comment as soon as I've managed to gather my response.

Because, yeah, being slow to absorb and respond to information: ahaha, I know how that works. (See also, every time someone has turned to me right after we've watched something, and asked, "So, what did you think?" *flail* I don't know yet! Ask me again in half an hour, maybe? Or like... half a week? If you're looking for a fast turnaround?)

So yeah, no worries, okay. <3 You know better than me how to juggle your priorities to keep things running more or less the way they ought.

very belated reply, pt. 1

Date: 2013-08-22 09:25 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] enemyofperfect
So I was partway through composing (at long last) a reply to this comment when I realized -- am I wrong, or has your big bang situation resolved itself one way or another by now? Shit, if I'd been keeping better track of time, I'd have said something sooner -- some cheerleader I am! You should definitely tell me... exactly as much or as little about that as you feel like, whether that means rambling at great length or never speaking of it again. I'm sorry to be so forgetful! ._.

...And sorry also that I am definitely not going to be able to fit my thoughts about the rest of your (awesome) comment into words tonight. Well, maybe there are a couple of points I can cover:

-Very agreed that there's a difference between liking to read or think about something and wanting to enact it in real life... as you'd think that anyone who had ever enjoyed a horror movie or a bloody thriller would be able to realize, but seemingly not.

-It can be so hard to pick a tense and stick to it.

-My response to the last part of your comment can perhaps best be summed up as follows: yes, yes, YES. I think it's so important and so true that we can help people by passing along ideas that we're still working on ourselves. Like, we don't have to be perfect and have everything under control to have encountered (or come up with) thoughts that could be of use to other people. And I think it's really cool that sometimes the people who can help us most are people who are actually having the same struggles that we are, and that sometimes, the assistance can be mutual.

And now I will slink off to bed.

Re: very belated reply, pt. 1

Date: 2013-08-31 10:47 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] enemyofperfect
Sympathy and continued good wishes on the fanfic front, then! 6K is definitely pretty amazing in my book -- I don't think I've ever managed that much actual draft, in all honesty -- and I will definitely cheer for you no matter when you finish.

And that is so cool about the poems you're working on! It matters so much to care about what you're working on -- at the same time that, yes, it's scary too -- and it sounds like this is a really good project for you. Yay!

I don't know if I see a whole lot of the social justice phenomenon you're describing, so I can't so much comment... I mean, I can imagine it coming from a frustrated/exhausted place, where it's jarring just to associate with people who could so easily harm instead of help, or maybe from allies who haven't really internalized the point of the whole exercise? Or I guess if you've got someone 'splaining when a signal boost would be more appropriate. But yeah, it's... The pessimism and perfectionism of anxiety and insecurity, I think, can make it extra hard to navigate questions of how good you have to be at a given thing to be allowed to give it your best try, and to sort through what other people have to say on the topic. Definitely, it's something I'm still working on.

very belated reply, pt. 2

Date: 2013-08-24 08:54 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] enemyofperfect
What you say about needing to accept your work yourself makes so much sense. I think a huge part of why I needed to spend so long creating stories literally only for myself is that I couldn't handle the double burden of worrying about what other people would think at the same time that I was trying to learn how to trust in my ideas and not just reflexively tear them down -- so the kind of mindset you're talking about, where you're sort of defying the world while simultaneously working working to find that self-acceptance, sort of amazes me with the courage it must take. It's pretty much all I can do to tackle just one of these things!

Not to make it sound like I used to have doubts but now I magically don't, because ahahaha, I have so many doubts. But like, I just spent a week feeling like a thing I wrote was maybe terrible, because past experience had told me it would get at least a little bit of attention and it kind of didn't, so I mean, I didn't spend the whole week brainstorming every possible thing that could have been wrong with that fic? Except that I also kind of did. And I think one of the major things keeping that week from being agony is the fact that I did, fundamentally, believe in what I'd written -- I could see flaws, and I could believe that there were flaws (maybe grave flaws) that I didn't see, but I did think that on some level, what I'd written was good. And when I think about times in my life when I didn't have that, I'm thinking about times of my life that were really, really hard.

But the other thought I have reading the third part of your comment is that I think we're talking about two different ways of caring about what people think. Because it's a completely different thing to decide that you care what someone thinks, than it is to care only because you can't make yourself stop caring. And of course the second kind of caring, where it doesn't flow from any of your values or desires, it's just something that's happening to you for no reason except that you can't shake the instinct that's telling you to -- THAT kind of caring makes total sense to want to be free of. Because if you find yourself in a place where other people's reactions are relevant to your goals, then it's good to be able to think about them and take them into account -- but if you never get to make those choices in the first place because your brain just starts screaming at you and won't shut up, that's anything but helpful. As I discover every time my mind goes so blank with anxiety that I can't even be sure if my sentences make sense anymore.
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Aaagh, people who think mental health meds are a bad idea... frustrate me. I just sort of have this problem with anything making it harder for people to get the life-improving, lifesaving medicine they need. Go figure!

But yeah, I mean... it's sweet, in a way, when people who don't know what extreme anxiety is like try to help? But they have no idea what they're talking about, and sometimes their advice is about as useful as if they were saying, "Well, when I'm feeling nervous, what helps me is to fly up and hang out on the moon!" That must be nice for people with space helmets and rocket boots, but as for us... :(

The thing about getting help from friends, though... Sigh. I'm reminded of a really affecting short story I read once, that-- Well, the gist of it (which, warning, I found extremely invalidating) was that it might be really hard to let go of coping mechanisms that upset your loved ones, but that their love for you will be enough to get you through it. And some people found this story really touching and inspiring, but to me it was tremendously upsetting, because I was not capable of drawing that kind of comfort from the fact that people cared, or from anything they could offer out of that caring. That's just -- not the way it worked inside my head. At all.

So... sympathy.

Re: very belated reply, pt. 2

Date: 2013-09-08 06:27 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] enemyofperfect
That is a really cool thing, when it happens.

(And about recognition -- ahaha, tell me about it.)

Re: very belated reply, pt. 2

Date: 2013-09-14 12:43 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] enemyofperfect
Oh my gosh, I have so much trouble complimenting other people's work! Maybe most of all when I really loved it, because I persist in feeling like my comment ought to do it justice somehow, which -- I mean, no pressure, right? Plus I worry about complimenting it "wrong" (what if I got something out of their story they didn't mean to put in, and they're annoyed or disappointed?) and, yeah, social anxiety ahoy.

Interestingly, I seem to pick apart other people's writing mostly when they're someone I like or who reminds me of myself -- making it pretty obvious that in my case, what's happening is that I'm projecting my own insecurities. (You could say that second-guessing is my brain's tragic way of showing that it cares.) That's for when I have a hard time not focusing on the flaws disproportionately, though -- like you, I think I'm kind of always on the lookout for things that could be made better. It's just that most of the time, if I do notice something that to me seems like a flaw, I just shrug and keep going, assuming it's a story I enjoy. And actually, it's something I find really reassuring, that I do perceive flaws in stories -- and keep enjoying them anyway. It's nice to be reminded that a thing doesn't have to be perfect to have value.

Anyway, I really agree with your thought about putting ourselves in our commentary as well as our own writing. And aww, thank you for the compliment on mine! I think I'd totally just concluded that it hadn't been your cup of tea -- which would have been fine, but this is extra nice. <3

Date: 2013-06-28 08:24 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] enemyofperfect
You are thoughtful as ever. <3 I basically just suddenly had the fear that we were descending into an echo chamber of infinite anxiety, but if you're cool, I'm cool too. And while we're trading reassurances, please don't feel like you have to rush to read them, or think of nice things to say if they weren't your cup of tea, or anything -- it's totally a nice bonus if people like things I write, especially if I like the people in question, but I try not to depend on it. :)

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