A long time ago, I was referred to as a cheerleader. A morale booster. A person who brought levity to many situations. I laugh a lot. Sometimes, that makes people feel good. Sometimes, my laughter makes some people paranoid. It’s not like my laugh is maniacal. It’s just that laughter can actually make some people uncomfortable. Anyway, I like to cheer on people. I like jokes in a meeting to pep things up.
What I have found, unfortunately, there are some people out there who just won’t reciprocate the cheers. There are those who, even when you provide fantastic news and results, can only grimace. There are those who are jeerers. They can’t find a kind or encouraging word when you do well. Some could be jealous. Some could just not be able to show any affect. Some may not care either way.
Such a lack of cheerleading can bring you down. However, you can’t let it. When you know you did well and all the effort you put in to achieve that accomplishment, cheer on yourself! Even go ahead and treat yourself to a little self-gift. And, purposefully, seek out a circle who will be happy for you. As to the jeerers, compartmentalize them. Box them away in your mind and spirit. Don’t let them break you. It’s not good for your mental health, and as a reader recently nired, the body does keep score. Don’t let the jeerers do you harm by internalizing their lack of happiness and camaraderie.
Maybe that is why I have so many shoes.
Categories: Culture, identity, Leadership, mental health, Psychology, society, women, workplace
psychologistmimi 
Yes – celebrate yourself ’cause chances are no one else will!
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I think the sourpusses are people who, either by nature or learning, are unhappy. Another person’s happiness grates on them. It doesn’t fit their vision of how the world is, pessimistic and cynical. Maybe it feels like toxic positivity. Too much optimism comes off as fake.
Or maybe they think you’re showing off. Like a wealthy person buying expensive gadgets to make the less fortunate feel inferior and jealous. for sure.
Not being such a person, I can’t say. I once hung out with a group of wargamers, and whenever I’d mention something good in my life or just something that affected me strongly, it didn’t have to be good; this guy would rain on it. As if there were only so many important experiences to be had in the world, and if he conceded that I had one, somehow it detracted from his? I don’t know.
If someone is happy, let them be happy. Give them their place in the sun. Maybe even shine a little extra light. We’re all in this together. We all end up in the same place; the trip is what matters.
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SMiLes Dear Miriam
Creating Our own Cheers
Deep Within So Jeers only
Flow Away
Through
Someone
Else’s River
of the Night
As Sunshine Arrives
As Usually Planned Without
Any Other Wise Directions From Humanity..:)
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It happens to us novelists more than it should: the new book – representative of many bouts of effort (years in my case) – debuts to a violent silence from those you wish would have your back.
Almost as if you had to prove each time that this is what you do.
I don’t know why writing provokes the ‘Prophet in your own land’ syndrome in others, but I know it does. Except in the converts. I want more fan-converts. I like the ones I have.
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