April21
That’s what four-year-old Mr. Man said the other day when I encouraged him to keep dancing. He had been enjoying himself immensely until he noticed somebody was watching, after which he grinned sheepishly and hid behind the rocking chair.
It’s always a little heartbreaking to me when my children get old enough to be self conscience.
One minute they’re toddling around nude, completely oblivious to anything (in fact, they assume everyone loves them and exists just to please their every whim) and the next minute they’re somberly telling you to please leave the room while they change into their jammies.
Um, I wiped your butt for years, kid. Whatever.
Now, rationally I know that this change in thinking likely happens to everyone, but sometimes I’m not sure. There do, in fact, seem to be some people who maintain the perception that everyone likes them.
In some instances, its a bad thing, and the person comes across as over-confident. It’s as if they held onto the infantile belief that the world and everyone in it is here to serve them.
Other times, it’s quite admirable, because it’s not so much a case of someone thinking they’re all that as it is a confidence stemming from their sense of worth coming from somewhere other than others’ approval. In these cases, they really are well-liked by almost everyone.
As I studied my little boy’s face, I thought of my own life. I don’t know if this is a common belief, but I tend to assume that people do not admire me. I never automatically conclude that I will be considered funny, smart, pretty, you name it.
This used to keep me frozen. I was so bound by my fears of what others would think was “cool” or “uncool” that anything outside of boringly normal was out of the question.
I know I’ve written about it before, but over the years I’ve come to the place where there is freedom. Yes, I still naturally assume that people think I’m uncool (whatever “cool” is. pffft.) but the difference is, now that has far less bearing on how I act than, say, what is right and what I like and if it’s just something I want to do.
More often than not, I’m the one dancing.