DISCLAIMER: Please don't assume that what follows is anything other than my own personal opinion for myself. It is not a judgment call on anyone else's thoughts and actions. This is not meant to offend but to explore our individual development and revel in all the wonderful differences that add so much flavour to our lives.
I posted yesterday that I celebrated someone’s birthday with them. I then mused on how remarkable I find it that some people really enjoy recognizing their birthday because it is such a foreign concept to me.
It was sagely put forth that, as humans, we are naturally predisposed to desiring special attention on our birthday. So, I wonder then, am I something other than human? I'm not being facetious, I'm just following a line of thought. I don't consider myself "selfless" by any stretch of the imagination. I enjoy giving in the way that I do but recognize reasonable limits and have plenty of activities that are wholly for my own satisfaction.
On the other hand, I don't have a birthday. I don't care to have a birthday. There isn't one day of the year that I believe everyone should recognize as mine and pay attention to me. Granted, it all started because the actual anniversary of my birth happens to coincide with many negative events, but this notion has become widespread in my life. I don’t celebrate any events in my life where I receive gifts or expect accolades of any sort. My wedding was low key with only two other people who parted as soon as the papers were signed. I don’t celebrate Christmas, Solstice, anniversaries… nothing like that. I am always proud and honoured when someone goes out of their way to compliment me upon my work, so it’s not a matter of painful shyness. I guess, I’m not really sure what spurs this line of thought and feeling in me. Honestly, though I know the date of my birth, I don’t even think about it. When that day rolls around, it is just like any other and I have no feeling for it one way or another. I often don't even remember it is my birthday.
Yet, when it is someone else’s birthday, I’m all about making them a gift or baking something. I go out of my way to make time for people’s graduations, anniversaries or other various celebrations centered upon them. One might conclude that I am not fundamentally opposed to celebrations that recognize the self, but that I don’t recognize or encourage the celebration of me.
What does that say about my psyche? I don’t consider myself any less worthy. I am not aware of any glaring self-image issues that would result in this behavior. So, I wonder. Does anyone have anything they’d like to contribute to this? Any relevant questions or remarks?
I posted yesterday that I celebrated someone’s birthday with them. I then mused on how remarkable I find it that some people really enjoy recognizing their birthday because it is such a foreign concept to me.
It was sagely put forth that, as humans, we are naturally predisposed to desiring special attention on our birthday. So, I wonder then, am I something other than human? I'm not being facetious, I'm just following a line of thought. I don't consider myself "selfless" by any stretch of the imagination. I enjoy giving in the way that I do but recognize reasonable limits and have plenty of activities that are wholly for my own satisfaction.
On the other hand, I don't have a birthday. I don't care to have a birthday. There isn't one day of the year that I believe everyone should recognize as mine and pay attention to me. Granted, it all started because the actual anniversary of my birth happens to coincide with many negative events, but this notion has become widespread in my life. I don’t celebrate any events in my life where I receive gifts or expect accolades of any sort. My wedding was low key with only two other people who parted as soon as the papers were signed. I don’t celebrate Christmas, Solstice, anniversaries… nothing like that. I am always proud and honoured when someone goes out of their way to compliment me upon my work, so it’s not a matter of painful shyness. I guess, I’m not really sure what spurs this line of thought and feeling in me. Honestly, though I know the date of my birth, I don’t even think about it. When that day rolls around, it is just like any other and I have no feeling for it one way or another. I often don't even remember it is my birthday.
Yet, when it is someone else’s birthday, I’m all about making them a gift or baking something. I go out of my way to make time for people’s graduations, anniversaries or other various celebrations centered upon them. One might conclude that I am not fundamentally opposed to celebrations that recognize the self, but that I don’t recognize or encourage the celebration of me.
What does that say about my psyche? I don’t consider myself any less worthy. I am not aware of any glaring self-image issues that would result in this behavior. So, I wonder. Does anyone have anything they’d like to contribute to this? Any relevant questions or remarks?
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If we were all like you, however, who would eat the all the delicious baked goods thus generated?
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now the ? is or was it your birthday in the last few days do you also find that age is a grander thing tnan ageing ,as in well i am 39 but everything ages ...
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And, no, my actual birth date has nothing to do with this musing. It isn't even in this season. The catalyst for this discussion was my friends' birthdays. I've actually been to 4 parties in the past month.
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Years of stressful holidays has instilled a policy in me to celebrate my friends and family every chance I get. If there is a neat little present I think they'd like, why wait for a particular day to get it? I may not know your birthday, and we may not celebrate it formally, but I would like to think that every time we're together it is a celebration of your birth, of mine, and our friendship.
Why treat one day a year as special when, in truth, they all are?
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I also feel that each day is a celebration of our births and lives and strive to create that feeling. I find that I have become a far more appreciative person as a result.
I value your opinions and thank you for sharing them. *hug*
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But...I think you like to celebrate the every day. Bust out a pot of tea, bake a snack for a game gathering, make a necklace or bracelet for someone on your mind.
Those are the BEST celebrations!