Today’s guest blog is written by Laura Munson, author of the New York Times and international best-selling memoir “This Is Not The Story You Think It Is: A Season of Unlikely Happiness” (Amy Einhorn/Putnam 2010).
While her story addresses how she saved her marriage, it really carries a message of empowerment, and how we can choose to be victims, possibly even victims of others’ issues—or choose not to suffer in the face of challenges. We have the choice. We do.
Here Laura discusses the power of words, and how we can choose to use them carefully.
Pass the Salt
by Laura Munson
In the face of adversity, people throw this phrase around: That which does not kill you makes you stronger. It’s supposed to be one of empowerment. But to me, it’s not empowering at all. It’s a hopeless helpless statement, as if we have to go to the edge in order to grow. Sure, sometimes that’s how it works– this beautiful and heartbreaking thing called life. The edge is a very real and sometimes dark place. And coming back from it, whether physically or emotionally, can be vastly powerful. For the purpose of this essay, however, I’d like to depart from the topic of physical pain, and focus on emotional pain. Because in the realm of emotions, I think we need some serious tweaking. We have cultivated a society that is all-too-often propelled by victim/victor thinking. I’d like that to change. This is a war we don’t need to wage. We can actually find peace in emotional pain. Because emotions are our choice. It’s all about awareness and re-training your mind.
How? Let’s start here: Language. I’ve been paying attention to the way we speak as a collective We, and I’ve noticed some dangerous trends. We often mince the physical with the emotional. I think it confuses us and sends negative, disempowering messages to our entire being when we do so. Your back isn’t “killing” you. It might be in pain. But it’s not “killing” you unless you have a very real disease, and that’s a different subject altogether. Your husband didn’t “make” (physical) you mad (emotional). Your sister didn’t “make” you sad. Your mother-in-law didn’t “make” you feel guilty. Again, cruel actions are real, and emotional pain is real too, but it’s how we engage someone’s actions—how we relate with them, that determines our emotional state. The responsibility is ours. No one else’s. If someone punches you in the face and you get a bloody nose, that’s another story. You are a victim of that thrown blow. But emotionally, it’s different.
I invite you to re-read the above quote and ask yourself, again in the realm of emotions: Can a heart really break? Does pain really kill? Can anything really “make” a person emotionally grow?
So much emotional pain comes from words. In the moment someone throws us a verbal blow, we have a choice. Sometimes that blow is so unbelievably cruel that we feel it has lodged in our emotional world without our permission. But that’s actually not possible. We have, sometimes at the speed of light, chosen to give it the power to hurt us. And that’s the moment at which I’d like to see us pause. Become aware of what’s going on. Aware of our choices. What’s at stake. What’s worth our anger, our tears, our hatred, our guilt. We think there’s a bridge there that we have to cross. There isn’t and we don’t. I can’t say this enough: We choose our emotions, good, bad, ugly. And so often we choose to be emotional victims.
But here’s the thing: I don’t believe there really is such a thing as an emotional victim. (This is where some of you might be considering sending me some big bad “love” letters. Don’t. Send yourself a real love letter instead. And in it, ask yourself if you want to be free. Or if you have grown used to certain bondage…)
Let’s define “victim.” My dictionaries use these definitions, in addition to human sacrifice (which might actually be the most relevant definition): A person or living creature destroyed by, or suffering grievous injury from, another from fortune or from accident; an unfortunate person who suffers from some adverse circumstance.
In other words, a victim is someone who suffers incontrollable consequence because of someone or something else. But there is a giant hole in these definitions. Emotionally, HOW does that suffering occur? And is it so given?
This exercise might help. Imagine the last time someone said something hurtful to you and your response was one of emotional pain. Imagine if that person had said, Pass the salt instead. How does that feel? Less threatening? Are you less triggered? Now imagine that you’ve prepared a lovely meal that took you hours and into which you put all your culinary expertise. And a beloved family member, without even tasting the food, says, Pass the salt. Now that Pass the salt could be taken as an insult. You aren’t a sufficient cook. You’ve been slighted, underestimated, judged. You are less than. And there you are: at the bridge. You do not have to cross it. You can simply pass the salt. Or not. Maybe that person just really likes salt. It’s really none of your business. It’s a free country.
Now…I’m not saying to suppress your emotions or to hold your tongue. Of course there are times to let those words come careening at you over the bridge and to react to them in high emotional candor…but still, you are in control of what that looks like, feels like. You can still take your pause no matter how fast those words (or actions) are coming at you, and decide to invite them into your emotional state—to choose to attach meaning to them and thereby react. But remember, you have options. No one can choose them for you.
AND, this may come as good news to you: emotional hurt doesn’t need to look like a tantrum. You can sometimes just say, “Ouch.” And what happens, in that case? In my experience, the words or actions go running back over the bridge, or jump in the river and float away. Let them run around somewhere else other than in your being. They can just be words or actions even if they are cruel ones. You do not have to take them personally. Even when they’re meant personally.
I fought this awareness for a long time. I wanted to believe that someone could emotionally hurt me. I was used to walking around with my finger out, placing blame, rather than making the daunting decision to take responsibility for my emotions. Emotional suffering had become my normal. I chose to play victim all too often. And I was sick of it.
I realized, quite suddenly in a therapist’s office, that I was choosing to emotionally suffer at the flung words and actions of people. I was choosing to let things outside my control determine my emotional state. I was choosing to suffer. So I started changing the way I related with emotionally painful moments. When I met with those hard moments, rather than play victim, I’d ask myself powerful questions– Did I want that sadness? Did I want that anger? Sometimes the answer was, yes. But if so, I wanted to powerfully choose that yes. I wanted to be in charge of how I translated painful emotional experiences. And statements like That which does not kill you makes you stronger didn’t help one bit. I think a far more helpful statement came from Eleanor Roosevelt: No one can make you feel inferior without your consent. We are in charge of our emotions. Period.
I’ve been going around the country talking about this at conventions, universities, reading series, wellness centers, etc. because I wrote a book called This Is Not The Story You Think It Is: A Season of Unlikely Happiness (Amy Einhorn/Putnam). It’s been published in nine countries, so I do interviews all over the world, and I’ve come to see that there are many many people out there who don’t want to receive this message. It means they’d have to get out of blame, out of victor/victim thinking…and into personal responsibility. They’d have to tell themselves a new story about where their power really lies. They resist, complain, deny, and make ferocious overtures in the comments section of websites…and sometimes I even get a personal “love” letter. (see above). Why is this so? I’ve thought about this long and hard. Here’s where I’ve landed: They get to be right. It’s an I told you so reaction that supports a story they told themselves long ago. “See the world stinks. See, I’ll never get that job, or that relationship, or that break.” That is bondage. I’m not interested in bondage. I’m interested in freedom. Are you?
Laura Munson is the author of the New York Times and international best-selling memoir “This Is Not The Story You Think It Is: A Season of Unlikely Happiness” (Amy Einhorn/Putnam 2010). She lives and writes in northwest Montana with her husband and children. You can find her upcoming tour schedule and blog link at http://www.lauramunson.com.
Laura: It is so fortuitous that I read this today as it really strikes a chord. Yes, we chose our emotions but sometimes they come cascading out of us and it feels like we’re drowning. I have to experience going under and then desperately paddle my way to the surface, Once back on shore I do a little gasping and then try to breathe again. It can take a while.
Gail, I’m so glad it found you when you needed it. That’s the power of writing. You feel it, you find words for it, you put it out there and then it has a life of its own. I’m glad it landed in your lap and heart. Glad you are breathing. And remember, you’re not alone in your gasping too… yrs. Laura
I see what you’re saying and where you’re going with this line of thinking, and you know I agree with you as it pertains to the notion that we create our own happiness. How we respond to pain is our choice, and we need not accept the false “victor vs. victim” dichotomy. I like your emphasis on language as well. I have studied discourse and discourse analysis in detail, and I think you’re right to probe our everyday terms for describing pain (particularly emotional).
On the other hand, I think it’s useful to make a distinction between words that are intended to cause pain and their effect. I don’t suppose that you meant to equate the two, but I think it’s important not to. Whether words affect/hurt us has more to do with our emotional fitness and whether we allow them to effect us rather than whether the words themselves are inherently powerful or powerless.
I would analogize this to a suit of armor. Whether we are hurt by the arrows that are being launched in our direction is dependent upon whether we are wearing a suit of armor, just as whether we are hurt by the punch that is aimed at our face is dependent upon whether it is deflected. The arrows are still powerful, and the punch is still hurtful. But they are only as powerful/hurtful as we are unprotected. Likewise, we are hurt by the verbal shots being fired at us only if we are unprepared and unprotected. Thus, we must not allow those verbal attacks to affect us; we must choose not to validate them as truth but, instead, to follow the path of self-responsibility that you have mentioned.
I think we arrive at the same result — that we need not be victims and that we are powerful in our own hearts and minds, but without saying that words are powerless. We can simply to refuse to accept that they are more powerful than we are.
Thanks for commenting, gratefulhumble. I appreciate your careful consideration of my essay. I think that the flung words are powerful, but they cannot have power in our own beings unless we choose to give them that power. I still think we have a choice whether or not to let them in. I’m not sure if we need an armor. I like the bridge analogy. We can have a really strong gate at the end of that bridge, it’s origin in someone else’s words. And we are the gatekeepers. How ’bout that? Does that resonate? I don’t want to have an armor. It sounds stiff and uncomfortable and sort of shackled by old pain that has built up inside me that I’ve let manifest. When I notice myself with armor, I try to look past it into the pain and decide if it’s time to let that old pain go. I’m not always good at it. AT ALL. And I think there are times for that armor, and for those wars. I just want to walk around in loose clothes most of the time. Thank you for being open to this message! yrs. Laura
“Ouch.” How strangely empowering that sounds. It puts the onus back on the person saying the hurtful comment. And then you get to walk away, unencumbered. But here’s my favorite line in this whole essay: “We think there’s a bridge there that we have to cross. There isn’t and we don’t.” Thanks for this, Laura. It’s getting through.
You know, Susan, that is the number one therapist’s comment I get on my blog and in emails. They love the “ouch” scene in my book. You get to express yourself cleanly and leanly, rather than supress, and rather than have it escalate into drama. Thanks for commenting on it. And for following along. yrs. Laura