Tuesday, May 2, 2017

My idea of fun doesn't have to be everybody else's idea of fun

I did another proprioceptive writing session this month with my good friend Sue and out of it came an amazing revelation to me. I've always been annoyed when people tell me that I need to have more fun. This started when I was a kid. My mother would tell me to go out and have fun with the other kids. But what they were doing was never very fun for me, never very interesting. I was much happier reading, writing stories, forcing my sisters to be students in my make-believe classroom.

And as the years have gone by, I have continued to not find what most other people think of as fun as, well, fun. I'm bored lying on a beach or by the pool. I was bored sitting around drinking even though I was an alcoholic. Drinking or getting stoned wasn't fun. It just felt tedious. Parties with small talk weren't fun.

I now understand why. Fun for me is being engaged and stimulated. I like learning things. That's fun. I like exploring ideas. That's fun. I like acquiring new skills. I like deep conversations that are about solving problems. I like workshops and creative retreats.

I was a serious kid (with a great sense of humor) and I'm a serious adult (with that same sense of humor), and I'm finally okay with that. What a relief!

1 comment:

Jo Reimer said...

Jill, your idea of fun and mine are exactly alike! I had 'fun' drinking with my friends when I was young and rebellious but that didn't last long and I came to realize that my fun is just like yours: reading a good book, writing in my journals, gardening, making things, researching about how to make things, learning new things, developing processes, organizing my home and studio, shopping for new clothes for this smaller body, snoozing in the sunshine on rare occasions. How could it possibly be fun to make a fool of oneself with alcohol or drugs or life-threatening adventure?
Fist-bumping you, girl.