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Laura's avatar

I don't believe I've ever heard the term "self-remembering" before, and I'm fascinated. I've very much functioned as a people pleaser most of my life (to varied success). I also believe I am an autistic who excels at masking (too weird to be included with any depth or frequency, but too normal for anyone to believe I'm autistic). The past few years I've been on a bit of a quest to figure out what *I* actually like. It's been a bumpy ride, and I'm still unsure of so much, but I'm starting to learn what music I like, that I really enjoy some shows that are far too "wordly" for my parents, that wearing a jacket that makes me look like Spiderman makes me happy! It feels very odd, but very exciting.

My husband asked me recently what i I wanted my life to be like, and it broke me a little to realize I don't know. My life plans have always been what others say I should do, (even as my husband begs me to just do what I want), and every job has left me at least passively suicidal. Then I quit that job, spend months coming back to baseline, before finances force me to start the whole cycle again. The realization is good though; now I can at least start imagining what I want to do with my life. We'll deal with the making it happen later. :)

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Pamela Urfer's avatar

Hi, Christine! As you know, I was brought up Catholic, and that has it's own set of problems. Leaving my parent's religion only happened after I found love and purpose with my husband, Don. He wasn't Catholic and my mother warned me marrying him would cause me to "lose my Faith." Sure enough! With the birth of my second child, I left The Church. With the birth of my third, we joined - wait for it! - the Evangelicals!

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