Lack of clear identity
Posted: April 25th, 2014, 8:41 am
I like to sum it up with this bit of dialogue from the film The Fifth Element:
I feel like I'm not explaining myself well here but it's so personal and a lot of it involves an internal dialogue that's, admittedly, very negative. I find myself super envious of people who seem to be free and comfortable with a personal and political identity in public and sharing intimate details of their lives and beliefs while I try and do my best to find some kind of common ground so I don't offend anyone. Maybe my identity is a people pleaser?
And I'd like to circle back to the voice thing... I do a bit of voice work now and then and acting and like to create new/novel/silly voices. Sometimes my internal voice takes on some interesting characteristics- especially a bit of a stereotypical flaming gay lisp and swish. I don't think that is who I really am, but it comes up and I feel like I have to suppress it lest 1) someone think I'm making fun of gay men 2) someone think that's my real personality.
It's part of an internal and external incongruency I guess... I'm a big guy, I like sports, I lift weights, I have a shaved head and biker beard, people sometimes cross the street to get away from me, I love combat sports and miss my days of scholastic wrestling. I have women flirting with me telling me they "like bad boys" and "dangerous guys" or some other stuff. But so often I feel like a quivering puddle of jell-o, like I'll cry at the drop of a hat or if someone hugs me I'll cry almost instantly no matter what's going on. On the outside I'm a big, scary macho guy but inside I'm an emotional volcano full of tears who cries at ASPCA commercials and loves sappy romance and art and all these things I have declared as "girly stuff."
I don't know anyone else like this, though I've never talked about it with anyone because it's worrisome that I'll be treated like a freak.
I don't know the root cause, if it's a lack of self-esteem or some personality disorder or something but I feel like I have no clear identity. I feel wildly internally inconsistent. It's hard to come up with a specific example since much of it is an internal sense or feeling. A few I can think of are sexual preference (I consider myself bi but sometimes I am strongly hetero other times strongly homosexual), voice (I feel like my voice and vocal patterns change a lot depending on my situation, people around, level of inebriation) and emotionality (I have a dichotomy in my mind of masculinity and femininity and often chastize myself for "feminine thinking" but also for overly macho thinking as well).Officer: Sir, are you classified as human?
Corbin Dallas: Uh, negative. I am a meat popsicle.
I feel like I'm not explaining myself well here but it's so personal and a lot of it involves an internal dialogue that's, admittedly, very negative. I find myself super envious of people who seem to be free and comfortable with a personal and political identity in public and sharing intimate details of their lives and beliefs while I try and do my best to find some kind of common ground so I don't offend anyone. Maybe my identity is a people pleaser?
And I'd like to circle back to the voice thing... I do a bit of voice work now and then and acting and like to create new/novel/silly voices. Sometimes my internal voice takes on some interesting characteristics- especially a bit of a stereotypical flaming gay lisp and swish. I don't think that is who I really am, but it comes up and I feel like I have to suppress it lest 1) someone think I'm making fun of gay men 2) someone think that's my real personality.
It's part of an internal and external incongruency I guess... I'm a big guy, I like sports, I lift weights, I have a shaved head and biker beard, people sometimes cross the street to get away from me, I love combat sports and miss my days of scholastic wrestling. I have women flirting with me telling me they "like bad boys" and "dangerous guys" or some other stuff. But so often I feel like a quivering puddle of jell-o, like I'll cry at the drop of a hat or if someone hugs me I'll cry almost instantly no matter what's going on. On the outside I'm a big, scary macho guy but inside I'm an emotional volcano full of tears who cries at ASPCA commercials and loves sappy romance and art and all these things I have declared as "girly stuff."
I don't know anyone else like this, though I've never talked about it with anyone because it's worrisome that I'll be treated like a freak.