Written, more or less, a week ago...
Today has been a frustrating day. I am feeling defeated and down in the dumps. It’s one of those days where you feel like hope is slipping through your grasp.
But it wasn’t until I tweeted about my shitty day that I took a step back and realized I needed an attitude adjustment.
The thing about depression is that you feel un-empowered. You feel like you are spiraling into a shitpile and you have no control, and that you will always stay in that shitpile...and sometimes, that you belong in that shitpile, or you are that shitpile.
Anyway, today is a perfect day to employ my fuck you strategy.
FMyLife is a pretty popular website where people post shitty things that have happened to them. It’s an amusing website sometimes, but it's all about “fuck me.”
But fuck me is a statement representative of a defeatist attitude. It’s a statement where you are being acted upon. You are fucked, the end. You are not the actor, you are the object, and this is a dis-empowering way to think.
After I tweeted, I realized I was thinking this way. It’s very limited, preoccupied with the negative, and it prevents you from focusing on a solution.
I had to invoke the fuck you. While 'fuck you' doesn’t explicitly state an actor, fuck you is a command; and since you are the one commanding, you are the actor, not the object.
Fuck you opens new avenues of thinking for me. While 'fuck you' can be directed at someone, and sometimes certain naysayers are my motivation. Usually, fuck you is more general. Really, it's “Fuck this!” “Fuck that!” or “Oh fucking yeah?”
For me, fuck you is not necessarily directed at a person. More often than not it's an answer to my inner critic rather than anyone or anything in particular. Sometimes it's as simple as “fuck this idea that I belong in a shitpile.”
Fuck you/Fuck this necessitates confidence and competence. Mentally, it means stepping up to the plate. You have to be confident and know you're competent if you are stepping up and saying, “I'll show you.”.
When I invoke the fuck you, instead of feeling stagnant, I am willfully punching through life. It moves me past fuck me. If nothing else, it signals direction. And from there I can move forward.
“Okay, I'm not fucked. I'm angry, I'm motivated, and I'm fantastic! Now what the fuck can I do about it?”