An Open Letter

I am having a bad day. I want to just disappear from messages and others and I’m feeling rotten. As I was entering the gym the woman infront of me didn’t try to hold the door and instead had it close right on my face. Didn’t even turn around or acknowledge me. I saw her next to me on the machine we both first went to. And I felt angry at her, and some of my thoughts were of giving her a piece of my mind.

I remembered the book I’m reading, NVC and the recent chapter on anger. He said anger is a need that was unmet, and so I asked myself what need was not met.

I just wanted to be acknowledged, and be given permission to exist. It’s a disproportionate reaction and misplaced anger to some extent, but I grew up neglected at home and I just learned that the world worked that way for me. I wonder if part of it was because it was an older woman, around my mom’s age when I was a kid. I find myself thinking about what I did, or did not do to deserve to not be acknowledged, and it’s like I’m ignored like a child all over again. It feels like a punishment for something I did not do. I feel like with these things that I consider common courtesies, when they are ignored and not acknowledged, it feels like it’s directly a statement saying that I am not worth human decency. And in reality I understand that she probably did not know that I was behind her, but it still hurts. I guess I’m not angry at her because I can recognize the need that was unmet, and I can recognize that a lot of it is misplaced anger. If I was to give her a piece of my mind or be rude back or anything like that, it wouldn’t do anything to address that initial need. I would just have something to be ashamed about.

I wonder if this relates to my whole thing about women not smiling back. I often try to smile at people as I walk by, and I have noticed that there have been a good amount of times where a woman will make full eye contact and not smile back at all. Also there are men that do that. But I think with women it sticks with me a little bit more, and I’m recognizing a little bit of a double standard there which is something to unpack another time. The thing that I typically say is that I understand why women are often defensive or rude to strangers, because I’ve heard and I believe that there are enough cases of women being friendly to strangers, and those strangers taking it as an invitation for harassment or worse. I would understand then that the safest option is to then be rude or unapproachable. And I tell myself that so that it isn’t something personal when I smile at someone and they glare at me. But also I think it would be remiss if I didn’t acknowledge that there are plenty of reasons why someone might just not smile at a stranger that have nothing to do with gender. I know that sometimes when I’m in a mood I just want to kind of be scary or unapproachable or something like that. I don’t want to smile because I’m frustrated and trying to channel that into something more productive. I think people can also just be having shitty days. People can be going through things in life, or anything of this sort. But all of that being said, I wonder how much of the hurt if I can call it that comes from the feeling of being looked down on or completely dismissed. I think part of it feels like a rejection, and it feels like it’s something personal against me. It kind of reminds me of when I was a kid and I would have people put me down or tell me how undesirable I was. I think about all of the pressure society puts on men, with the expectations of being heavily desired or able to get a woman of certain status to be able to show off. I think about how there is so much shame put towards men who aren’t seen as that desirable. And it reminds me a lot of when I was growing up and I felt like a loser and I felt like I just didn’t know why people wouldn’t like me. And people like me, it’s not that I was a complete loaner or anything like that, but I very much am not the person that I am now, and I do think it’s fair to say that I was on the lower end of emotional intelligence or social skills or things like that growing up. And I’m not saying this to blame myself, because I want to acknowledge that I do believe a lot of that is not my fault. I just wasn’t given opportunities to socialize, I wasn’t given any kind of help from my parents and understanding what relationships are like, what conflict resolution should look like, how to make friends, what things are appropriate, or any of those things and I wasn’t given the freedom to be able to learn those on my own either. And all of those things combined, in addition to the fact that I was not physically attractive and I was a late bloomer, and additionally my parents did not do me any favors by constantly shaming me for a skin condition or the way I look, and not helping me when I would ask for help with things like learning how to shave or anything like that. And so I grew up I guess with the mental model that I am undesirable, and that there isn’t really anything going for me. And I think a lot of those things have flipped now. I think that I am attractive, I am charismatic, I am successful, I am empathetic and kind, I think my emotional intelligence is a strong suit that I’m confident in, and I think that I am a desirable person and also someone who has these options and isn’t only facing rejection or anything like that. But I think whenever I face these little micro rejections it feels like the world is pushing back and trying to confirm that the way that I grew up is correct, and no matter how much that I try to fight to change that world view by being friendly or by trying to show myself that the world is kind, and that I do have a place in it, it feels like I am given these points of feedback of things that try to reinforce that old world view. And it sometimes feels like I’m treading water, and the natural resting state for me is under the surface.