A bit of a malaise…

I am scunnered.

Yes, it is fair to say that I have been suffering from scunnered-ness for some time now.

But there has been a qualitative shift in my general feelings of fed-up-and-pissed-off-ness. In fact I have taken a lurch closer to actually doing something about being scunnered – and that is a new – and slightly alarming – development.

Assessment of my life to date is a bit of a mixed exercise. But all good self-improvement books (a misnomer, but hey) would convince me that all is not lost. That I will – eventually – achieve.

Not entirely sure what I will achieve mind you.

Happiness? Contentment? Peace?

Most have little to say about those esoteric states of being. It is more wealth, power, status. Things I have little patience with. But surely – if the techniques work – I might manage to secure a greater sense of fulfillment than I have currently?

I digress. So, to continue… I have noticed that the self-help gurus tend to recommend a first stage of spiritual and metaphorical spring-cleaning.

  1. I must identify all those negative drains on my personal energy. All those areas which are disturbing the positive flow of energy around my unconscious and which are preventing me from realising my true potential.
Ah. The vexed question of true potential. Professionals, loved ones, me – from the prolonged IQ testing of the 2 yr old me, to my mothers alarming conviction (during my teenage years – though I am not always convinced that she has managed to ditch this particular belief) that there was a fine line between too clever and madness and that it was more difficult to raise an intellectually challenging child than an intellectually challenged child, to my own current half-hearted examination of where I have gotten up to so far – true potential has been a bit of a life motif for me.

But what is it? Where is it? Have I reached it? Should I even try? And what the fuc* is it all about when it means you can brand a 2 year old genius?

Perhaps, when all is said and done, it is my destiny – the articulation of my true potential – that I should be sitting typing this post whilst waiting for a doctor to call me about a malaise that I am still not certain I can really speak to her about. Quite probably the illness (timing is all) which will cost me any career I may have thought I had? (I am not daft enough to think that overt discrimination will occur – more that excuses will be more subtle).

Which leads me to another question. Is the career I thought I had, a career that fits me?

Have I accumulated all the academic evidence of my ability to think to a particular level for this?

What has happened to my value system that I can place career above family? Above children? (much as the little buggers grow up and leave!).

And then – like so many of us – I find myself wondering, at the age of 44, is this it?

Oh dear. The tortuous mental route we travel when seeking answers – answers that are easy to find on a quick trawl through the internet, a google search, ask jeeves... multiple janus-faced answers which simply lead to more questions.

All this and I haven’t even gotten onto Step 2 of self-improvement yet…

4 thoughts on “A bit of a malaise…

  1. Great post. Which self help books are you reading?
    For relationship help, many years ago!, I read Robin Norwood's Women Who Love Too Much. And then later Men are from mars… which was enlightening.
    For self improvement I read The Bare Foot Doctor which was a bit breathless but I liked his advice to write affirmations about yourself and to repeat them everyday.
    The book which has helped me the most though, but which took me AGES to read, is The Power of Now by Eckhart Tolle. Guess we just have to keep searching. Good luck with it and blog more on your search as it is very interesting.

  2. I hope that the medics give you the all clear. Perhaps one aspect of scummeredness lies in being 44. You might consider making a pile of the self help books, sitting on them and asking yourself where you would like to be in 5 years time. Sometimes asking such questions can come up with surprising answers. And then perhaps you can figure out a way to get there. Good luck.

  3. Thanks Jenny. Good advice. It's the very question I think we avoid asking – for fear that the answer is one which will rock our (in some ways) contemptibly comfortable present and involve us in effort to change. It is too easy to moan and do nothing. Because change means risk. And as much as we may succeed – we might also fail!
    Chloe – the books are so bloomin' various! Some of them 'new age' type publications – some literature comes from the Samye Ling community which isn't that far away from me (geographically!).

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