I Want Me: My Good, My Bad, My Ugly

"Why do I get these strong negative feelings? I'm not a jealous or hateful person. Times like these, I get scared of myself"

(Dedicated to my dear friend, "Kira" - sometimes I wonder if we are parts of a shared past soul)

I've come to realize more and more that we cannot be our most resilient, most effective, and most compassionate, when we laud parts of ourselves and reject/shame the rest. When we cherry-pick and appreciate certain characteristics we deem desirable, while condemning and denying others, we are not  appreciating parts of ourselves, but rather, fortifying distorted  ideals.

1) While it's healthy to continually strive to improve how we think, decide, and act, we cannot grow effectively by suppressing our negative sides. Denial does nothing to treat the roots of destructive habits, just as sticking our heads in the sand does nothing to address our not knowing how to swim. In order to control our responses of frustration, anger, resentment, jealousy, hate, etc., we must first accept that we are capable of frustrating, angering, resenting, envying, hating. This realization doesn't suggest that we're incorrigibly "bad" -- it just helps direct our focus and reminds us that we are students in Living Life 201. Berating ourselves for not living up to one-dimensional ideals wastes our energy and forestalls our growth.

Becoming aware of and accepting that we have unhealthy responses is the first step of change. In college, when friends shared excitedly about research roles they landed or travel abroad fellowships, my desired reaction of enthusiasm was tainted with a twinge of envy. If I were to surrender that "I'm just a bad, envious person", a) no motivation to change, since you can't change something you "naturally are" and b) misdirected focus on the emotional response rather than the source. Rather than deny or suppress, I accepted and prodded - after some self-reflection, I realized that my envy stemmed from their good news' triggering the painful reminder that I hadn't found my calling. Energizing the drive and courage to find my own passion was the real issue I had to address -- envy was just a side effect.  

When we admit our triggers and approach them constructively, we can detach and give ourselves space to deconstruct the underlying cause (oftentimes, not the actual incident at hand but the memories or insecurities it evokes). If we can create space between a stimulus and our response, we create freedom - freedom to choose, freedom to change.


2) As human beings, almost all of us have the broad bandwidth for all types of psychosocial desires and emotions. There is no such thing as "good" people only having "good thoughts" and "bad" people having only "bad thoughts". Even the most docile understands the will to retaliate. Even the most violent understands the stress of being afraid. As criminal expert Gavin DeBecker avers, everyone can be aggressive enough to commit violence - what differs is only the justification. E.g., not everyone has physically bullied another, but all of us know what it's like to want to humiliate after we've been humiliated.  

Having fleeting thoughts and emotions of all kinds is okay - it's how we channel these thoughts into (in)actions that they gain the power to help or hurt. In order for law enforcement to prevent, in order for therapists to empathize, in order for people of vastly varied backgrounds to relate, we have to harbor and tap into a broad bandwidth of motivations and fears. It is only through our own aptitudes for all types of impulses, both constructive and destructive,  that we are able to understand, learn from, and predict the behavior of others. 


3) While we often zero in on stifling our vices, it's critical to remember that the very "virtues" that endear us to others can work against us. It is nice when a law student shares her detailed reading outline with her study group. It is nice when her study group acknowledges "Thank you; this [act of sharing] was really helpful". It is problematic when the study group decides "It's in her nature. She always want to help. She will always be willing to help". As my friend "Kira" recognized, a compassionate habit she chose to exercise suddenly became a burdensome expectation. What once provided a sense of fulfillment became a source of resentment.  

What we label "virtues" and "vices" are just points on a spectrum -- affection can turn into possession, drive can turn into narcissism, shame can turn into compassion. Thus, we should be at peace with experiencing all types of thoughts and desires, as long as we do our best to consciously navigate them in constructive ways. Virtues and vices are sides of the same die -- we can't roll with just half the sides.


It's inevitable that we are able to feel a broad spectrum of desires and emotions. The more we shame ourselves for having "bad" thoughts, the more we hinder our abilities to change for the better. As Brene Brown notes, "You cannot shame people into changing" - the same goes for ourselves. When we are able to accept, respect, and value our whole Beings, the "desirable" and "undesirable", opportunities for growth that were once fleeting may suddenly reveal themselves clearer in our purviews.

In Spirit of V-Day: How to Impress 101


For anyone out there trying to impress a certain someone (or multiple someones), particularly during this month of romantic social traditions, here's a quick 101 on how to truly leave a lasting impression:

  • Show off your physical strength  --  intervene when someone is being harassed or bullied
  • Show off your figure  --  skip the second round of drinks and donate the $10 to Oxfam 
  • Show off your power  --  lead with compassion and prove that right is might
  • Show off your wealth  --  tip extra to the taxi driver who gave you $8 in change when the meter read $12.25
  • Show off your intelligence  --  admit "I don't know. Please teach me"
  • Show off your mental toughness  --  sit with someone when they're struggling in shame; others heal you at the same time you heal them
  • Show off your dance moves  --  groove, not to impress or suggest, but b/c the melody will burst in your chest if you don't
  • Show off your beauty  --  smile genuinely when you see someone having a good day
  • Show off your voice  --  converse with the intent to understand, rather than the intent to reply
  • Show off your sociability  --  reach out to someone who is feeling alienated and admit "I'm been there too"
  • Show off your accomplishments  --  recognize that each time you dare to see and then feel and then act, you've done something worthy

"If you look after goodness and truth, beauty [and desirability] will take care of itself" ~ Eric Gill

In Spirit of VDay: My Short Shorts

"My Short Shorts"
(A piece I wrote in 2010 - rather than scold our daughters on what (not) to wear, teach our sons not to rape)

My short shorts need no validation
That they are hot,
Happenin’,
And here to stay.

My short shorts do not beg for it:
They’re not asking you to take me to your place
Nor hinting for you to follow me to mine.

My short shorts pity your ignorance,
Thinking you can assume
My vulnerability
Malleability
Accessibility—
Fool, you have no idea who you’re dealing with.

My short shorts are a stand:
A stand for independence,
Defiance,
Self-assurance,
Woman.

My short shorts affirm my self-love:
Legs tingling. Hot sun.
Thighs caressing.
Kissing breeze
Flowing up two streams
Meeting inside
All they way inside
My “cunt-try”.

My short shorts don’t owe you a thing:
They didn’t ask for comments
They don’t want your attention,
So STOP—
Stop grabbing with hands
Stop undressing with eyes
Stop encroaching with words,
It’s not “harmless”—it’s harassment.

My short shorts do not excuse you;
My bare legs do not entitle you,
What I do or do not cover needs no validation from you and —
Neither. Do. I.

(Caveat: For those offended by the use of the word "cunt", please understand that the community with which I first shard this piece worked hard to reclaim the word. We did not agree that the penultimate insult for a woman should refer to the vagina, which for us was a symbol of utmost resilience and courage. Let us remember that it is not a word itself that is destructive but the way it is employed to dismiss or shame or silence. Within our group, it was used as a term of endearment.)

Dear John, This Is Not A Love Letter

(In spirit of V-Day's One Billion Rising and 15th anniversary this Valentine's Day)

Dear John,

We've met at various times and within various settings. I'm writing this to you to better explain my actions. But I must caveat - this is not a love letter nor an apology.

You approach me at the bus stop & say "I just want to tell you, you're beautiful". I reply "Thanks" and look away.
You approach me at the bar & ask "Can I get you a drink?". I reply "I'm good" and buy my own.
You approach me at the club & ask "Mind if I join you?". I reply "We're fine as is" and slide across the crowd.
You approach me at the cafe & ask "How's that book?". I reply "Good" and pull out earphones.
You approach me on the sidewalk & ask "Got plans for tonight?". I reply "Yes" and speed up pace.
You approach me at a restaurant & comment "Nice legs". I take a deep breath and continue my conversation.

It's not that I don't understand the guts needed to initiate a connection. It's not that I don't realize the disheartening residue of dismissed. But this goes beyond you & me. I'm not just responding as me, and I'm not just responding to you as you.

You see, since we were young, my sisters and I learned a scary lesson. How we learned it and to what degree it invades our lives vary greatly, but the core message is the same: your gender is a liability. As a female, your body has been and is  constantly under the threat of being used by men:
  • For men who feel economically and socially powerless, your body can be a tool to fabricate a temporary semblance of superiority. This ranges from street harassment to stalking to gang rape  (1 in 3 women assaulted)
  • For men who obey orders, your body can be a tool to eradicate a nation's will to resist, by breaking your spirit to break your grandfather's, your father's, your brother's, your son's (rape for "ethnic cleansing")
  • For men who fall prey to media perpetuation that male prowess is tied to sexual aggression, your body can be a tool to shortcut homo-social acceptance (Men Can Stop Rape)
  • For men who are taught their community will judge their worth by how much their partners deviate from stringent social expectations, your body can be a tool to prove their conformity and control (no matter how wealthy or beautiful)
  • For men who capitalize on their fellow men's mental/spiritual atrophy, your body can be a tool rented for a type of access that they were never able to rightfully earn (anyone one of us)

John, I know that many men do not do this. I know that many revere their mothers, worry for their sisters, speak out for their friends, and galvanize their communities. But you should know that too many do the above, and they're everywhere - in our dorms, classrooms, homes, streets, bars, work. Sometimes, I get so angry at you, at what you represent. I don't let my guard down b/c I've learned I can't take that chance. We've learned we can't take that chance.

The night is different for us. Being out in nature is different for us. Walking on the streets is different for us. Being alone in our homes is different for us. Meeting people is different for us. Where we live, what we wear, what jobs we stay at, whom we smile at, whom we converse with, whose calls we return, whom we invite over, what transportation routes we take, how fast we walk, where we can travel - all different for us. And this is just the tip of the iceberg.

John, I want a world where I can smile and talk to strangers who understand "No" as a full sentence. Where I can invite acquaintances into my home who understand that friendliness is not an invitation or provocation. Where I can meet friends' fathers with an open heart, unburdened by accounts of their past abusive rages.

That's not our world, yet. But it can be - and my sisters and I, we need your your help. We need you to help us teach your sons and brothers and friends that --
  • One's esteem for others is rooted in one's esteem for oneself
  • The most fulfilling and committed connections are those with the greatest respect and freedom
  • While strong people help themselves, stronger people also help others
  • Pressures of "masculinity" dangle the promise of short-term social status but ultimately guarantee unnecessary physical risk, mental stunting, and shame/isolation
People can't live completely openly and trustingly, until men and women come together to establish communities that allow us to afford it.

Dear John, when that day comes, I will return your smile. And I will write you a love letter.

(Caveat: for purposes of introduction, issues have been grossly generalized/simplified. There are vastly different exposures to the spectrum of sexual violence among women and men, as well as the many who do not identify with either binary category. For the last two meta-groups, these issues are even more under-reported and under-represented.)

Strong Enough To Be Vulnerable. Vulnerable Enough to Become Strong.



( Courageous "me too" responses to my first post have inspired me to dig further into what I'm seeing as a collective phobia of vulnerability. This post has been re-written, thanks to provoking insights from my Mum & a valued friend "Ari")

"Vulnerability is not weakness. And that myth is profoundly  dangerous" (Brown, Listening to Shame). For most of my life, I too believed and perpetuated this myth. For most of my life, I too suffered from this myth.

A young child in China learns that crying exacerbates her aunt's punishments - b/c atop the physical sting of the slaps is the psychological sting of the resulting taunts ("You crying? What will that do? Go ahead").

A middle-schooler learns that saying "We're growing apart, and I want us close again" doesn't stop one from being labeled "needy" & dumped by one's best friend via locker note.

A higher schooler learns that showing emotional distress earns you dismissal as a "drama queen/crazy" girl and beatings as a "gay/pussy" boy.

A Cal freshman learns that daring to consider a lighter/realistic course load welcomes the condescension of peers in an environment that can confuse your worth with your assumed academic prowess.

A co-op inhabitant learns that filing a rape charge against her housemate induces community onslaught and censure that becomes another form of violation ("Why were you drunk? Why did you dress like that?") (1 in 4).

Our struggles may be different in outer form, but often, at the heart of them lies a shared sense of shame - the fear that if we admit our struggles and allow ourselves to be seen, we will be judged and rejected. B/c all of us can recall moments when we admitted struggle, allowed ourselves to be seen, and were  judged and rejected. These moments can be insidiously lasting, whether we realize it or not, and fuel hostile inner voices that shame us into silence and secrecy:
"You're the only one struggling like this. You're the only one who can't handle life. If you show others how weak you are, they'll want nothing to do with you. People respond to power, and power means always being in control. Learn to numb and pretend. You'll be more effective & desirable"
And so we arm ourselves with learned indifference because we expect others to withdraw, to dismiss, to deceive, to judge, to reject. We internalize society's myth that vulnerability is weakness, that we will be rejected for it, and that our lives are better without it.

So how do we live? We withdraw, we dismiss, we deceive, we judge, we reject. Clearly, something is not aligned.

But here's a secret that our "shaming inner voices" are terrified we'll uncover: when we are truthful with ourselves and others without ego (without the intention to silence/hurt/convince/control/validate), most people do not react with rejection. Most people react with appreciation, honesty, connection, respect - the very things we yearn for. Those who react with dismissal or hostility are exhibiting unhealthy reactive tendencies that reflect more upon their relationship with themselves than us. (*Caveat: We have all reacted in empathic and non-empathic ways, during healthier and unhealthier parts of our lives.)

I've seen vulnerability, from parents, friends, professors, sr colleagues, vagina warriors, martial arts instructors, student volunteers, performers, activists, acquaintances, and it looks nothing like weakness. It looks like:
  • A best friend admitting, "You once intimidated me, and I was self-conscious being myself around you. Now I'm happy being myself around you"
  • A parent admitting, "I'm sorry I keep judging you by the past. It's hard for me to let go of it"
  • A professor admitting, "I joke to my students that the world is going to hell, but I care and worry about them. Am I making a difference?"
  • A stage performer admitting, "Everyone is here to cheer me on. But I wish my dad were here"
  • A student volunteer admitting, "The ang-moh tourists think we don't like them b/c they are white. We don't like them b/c they dismiss us [as Asians, as youth], and it hurts"
  • An emerging activist admitting, "Sometimes I hesitate, for fear of becoming that guy who is always ranting about that one thing. Or always ranting about something"
  • A martial arts instructor admitting, "I learned to fight when they learned to beat"
  • An acquaintance admitting, "She didn't say 'no', but she didn't say 'yes'. I am so ashamed that I didn't realize it. I raped my ex, even though every time I said 'I love you', I meant it"
  • A vagina warrior admitting, "When I share my story of being raped, it's not that I'm scared to re-live it. I'm scared that you will define me by it"
This is the vulnerability that I've witnessed. This is the vulnerability that I, and so many others, have been surprised by, disarmed by, impressed by, inspired by, and changed by.

We need to demystify the "vulnerability is weakness" myth by challenging society's definition of what is "vulnerable", as well as understanding the sources of our own "shaming inner voices". B/c the ability to be raw with oneself/others, without intention to silence/hurt/convince/control/validate, demonstrates tremendous inner strength and resilience. And for those of us lucky enough to witness, it creates some of the most compelling, connected, and perspective-shaping memories we hold.