Finally, he buys completely into it. Everyone he knows knows that he
is stupid and isn't shy about telling him so. He believes it so he
doesn't argue with them. He starts acting more and more stupid as time
goes on, fitting more and more into the mold.
But
here's the thing. That guy that is too stupid to learn, too dumb to
improve, too retarded to change, the one who has no self esteem and
therefore no motivation to go out and get the things that he wants out
of life, that guy, he isn't real. He is simply the product of lie after
lie after lie stacked upon one original lie.
It only
takes one person to start unraveling the lies, one by one, and gradually
digging out the real person underneath it all. I look for truth, not
evidence of one thing or another. I look for evidence of everything. I
hunt for answers and discard nothing just because it doesn't make sense
or agree with what I want to be true or am afraid of being true.
When
I first met him, I saw many of the things that others were saying about
him but something just wasn't right about what was being said. There
was something off. So, I started digging. And what I found is that about
normal everyday things that "everybody" knew he was pretty ignorant.
His speech was not in any way at all elegant. He had few real beliefs. But the things that he did believe, he was very passionate about.
And
most importantly he fought very hard and very creatively to maintain
the stupid facade. It was no doubt completely subconscious the way he
did it. But, it told me beyond a shadow of a doubt that it was untrue. I
discovered while arguing with him about how stupid he was, that he
wasn't at all stupid. He had just been trained by everyone else in his
life to act that way because he and they convinced him that he was that
way.
So, in my search for truth, when I started looking
for evidence that he was NOT stupid, lo and behold, I found tons of it.
My friend has not been well educated, primarily because nobody else
believed he could be.
I have personally found if there is
something that he does not understand, if I take the time to explain it
to him, he learns it. He is intelligent, meaning he can take in new
knowledge. He can make this new knowledge his own and although he often
lacks the vocabulary to easily explain it to someone else, given time he
can explain things in such a way that the other person at least gets
the gist of it. Also, when we discuss issues that other friends of ours
are having he often, very quickly, comes up with some extremely
insightful yet simple solutions to their problems. This application of
knowledge shows great wisdom as well.
In our talks he
is starting to get to the point where he knows where a conversation is
leading, has a good idea of what someone is going to ask him next, knows
what the "acceptable" answers are and knows when his answers don't
match up. In short, he is really really smart, just ignorant due to lack
of proper education.
As time goes on there are more
and more examples that he is not the dumb person that people have always
told him he was. He is currently in school for a trade that he is
pretty passionate about. And while not the highest scoring person in the
class, there are plenty of people that are doing worse than him. He
isn't rocket science material but in a lot of ways he really is above
average.
Repairing his self image is about finding new
evidence to replace the old. As they say, nature abhors a vacuum. You
can't just dig up the old stuff and toss it out, because it just leaves gaping holes and then new garbage arrives to fill the space where the old garbage was. So, if you want lasting positive change you get to fill up the old toxic spaces with newer healthy things.
When
possible, we, as his friends, will be showing him the examples that he
is not an idiot, to reinforce the work he is doing to fix his self
image. It is a process that will take time, but will lead him to a
future that he will find worth living. So, it is worth doing.
How about you? What is your one? What person or event turned you from a happy, loving, carefree, child
into a jaded angst ridden mess? How old were you when it happened? How
long have you been living in agony? Haven't you suffered long enough.
Isn't it time you found the real you hiding under the facade of lies?
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