Such a great read - I lost count of the number of times I ‘yesssssssssssssssed’ things! Have saved this post to mull over again. Thank you so much, Ms W!
Oh I relate to this dislike of change so well. But I'm also of person of extremes. Black and white. So if I must change it's usually drastic. This is a good read that's giving me pause to think this morning. You brought back a favorite childhood memory. Reading Nancy Drew books from a tree. A time of innocence, joy, and sometimes lazy summer days that reined so long ago. Thank you. Great read.
Interesting. I'd always thought that dislike of change was because familiarity was comfort, solidity, safety - a really nice feeling that people the world over crave.
For me, familiarity is also connected deeply with memory and memories are the background fabrics of our lives.
I certainly didn't associate it with low self-esteem. For some it might be, I agree, but generally dislike of change might be the desire to hold on to things that really matter - social, cultural, environmental, familial and more. All really important things in a person's life.
Forgive my delay in responding...life this summer has gotten too busy! I'm barely keeping up with my own Substack, let alone the wonderful writers I follow.
You're absolutely correct regarding the dislike of change. We love what's familiar and brings us joy. However, hanging onto negative people and situations results from low self-esteem. While it's certainly not comfortable, it is familiar. Not feeling worthy of something better prevents us from doing the hard work to change. Making what appears to be 'impossible' decisions becomes justification for not believing in what IS possible. This typically occurs in relationships involving some level of abuse.
I've been there and it's quite difficult to transform oneself, particularly without a support network. Luckily, I had that and eventually succeeded. Sadly, some people never do.
Such a great read - I lost count of the number of times I ‘yesssssssssssssssed’ things! Have saved this post to mull over again. Thank you so much, Ms W!
Oh I relate to this dislike of change so well. But I'm also of person of extremes. Black and white. So if I must change it's usually drastic. This is a good read that's giving me pause to think this morning. You brought back a favorite childhood memory. Reading Nancy Drew books from a tree. A time of innocence, joy, and sometimes lazy summer days that reined so long ago. Thank you. Great read.
Thanks, Patti!
I love to reminisce about the carefree days of youth, as well. And change always prompts some anxiety...especially the big ones.
Ah yes... chin up, one foot in front of the other... and keep on keeping on. Best to you.
Interesting. I'd always thought that dislike of change was because familiarity was comfort, solidity, safety - a really nice feeling that people the world over crave.
For me, familiarity is also connected deeply with memory and memories are the background fabrics of our lives.
I certainly didn't associate it with low self-esteem. For some it might be, I agree, but generally dislike of change might be the desire to hold on to things that really matter - social, cultural, environmental, familial and more. All really important things in a person's life.
Forgive my delay in responding...life this summer has gotten too busy! I'm barely keeping up with my own Substack, let alone the wonderful writers I follow.
You're absolutely correct regarding the dislike of change. We love what's familiar and brings us joy. However, hanging onto negative people and situations results from low self-esteem. While it's certainly not comfortable, it is familiar. Not feeling worthy of something better prevents us from doing the hard work to change. Making what appears to be 'impossible' decisions becomes justification for not believing in what IS possible. This typically occurs in relationships involving some level of abuse.
I've been there and it's quite difficult to transform oneself, particularly without a support network. Luckily, I had that and eventually succeeded. Sadly, some people never do.