Dear all:
When I first created this thread, I had two intentions: to generate discussion about the nature of comparisons and arrogance, and in turn to help me understand the ways that other people think. It saddens me somewhat that neither of these things happened, at least not in a way that I found satisfying. The topic of conversation, as anyone who has been following along has undoubtedly observed, quickly centered on the nature of my comparisons and of my arrogance. Unsurprisingly, there were a number of posts that called my character into question. For a while I tried to dig myself out of the hole, and I kept repeating in my head “Gah, they’ve simply misunderstood you.”
But then I really thought about what people were saying. As much as I would like to be able to dismiss those assessments of my character, the fact is that many of them are true. I’ve let it stew for a while, and I just had a long, therapeutic, insightful phone call with a close friend of mine. I’ve come to a few realizations, some of which will require a bit of background information to make sense.
If it hasn’t already become clear, the example I gave that I felt the most strongly about was about music, which is an accurate representation of my real life: I don’t care much for tennis, writing is something I enjoy as a sort of supplementary skill, but my guitar is everything to me. And while it has always been true (and probably always will be true) that I obsess over improvement and developing my abilities, it may surprise you to learn that there was a very long period of time in which my guitar playing was just for me. I had no interest in playing with or for anyone else. Even though it consumed a lot of my free time, I would hardly even talk about it. I don’t even know how I would have responded if someone asked me how good I was, as my music just never really came up in conversation. I was in a state of mind where I loved seeing myself get better and I didn’t care what anyone else thought.
Only recently did I begin playing in public and inviting people to hear things that I had been working on. A few months ago, I had this weird epiphany moment while at work: I simultaneously realized how much I dislike working at a desk and how much happier I would be as a serious musician. And from that day forward, I kicked it into high gear, both in terms of my efforts to improve and my efforts to perform for people. It felt (and still does feel) very good to be so focused on something. However, a toxic mindset developed alongside all of this; I started feeling very resentful of any guitarist who played easy music, particularly those who had attracted any amount of attention. I essentially thought to myself “Ugh, how can people not realize that he’s shit? I’m a much better musician and people should respect that.”
Fast forward to open mic night. I had spent the previous few weeks composing a piece of music that is very long, very difficult, and very weird. All overhand tapping, lots of different key signatures and time signatures, very bizarre rhythms. I finished writing it the day before open mic night, and did everything I could to perfect it in time. Somehow, I managed to pull it off! It wasn’t a note-for-note perfect performance, but it was pretty damned close. As soon as I hit the final note and heard the roar of applause, this incredible wave of exhilaration coursed through me.
It wasn’t until just a few minutes ago that I realized that that wave of exhilaration came from two places: (A) “Holy shit, I can’t believe I just pulled that off!” and (B) “Hah! That’ll show 'em who’s the best. ME.” It has all suddenly become much clearer to me what needs to change if I want to actually be happy with who I am. I still want people to enjoy my music, I still want to keep getting better, and I still want to play bizarre technical pieces, but I also want to go back to that magical time when it just for me. I want the rush of adrenaline to come entirely from (A) and not from (B). That should be enough for me. This may seem like an inconsequential change, but it really is night and day for me, and I’m almost embarrassed that it has taken me this long to realize it.
All of this also spurred to me to try to change the way I think about my schoolwork. I had allowed myself to slip into this mindset of thinking that it’s all irrelevant bullshit and that I just need to get my degree and get on with my life. My morale and my grades have suffered as a direct consequence of this. I want to get back to that place where I would attack problems without worrying about whether or not they were relevant to my ultimate goal, but to just try to get better at anything and everything because that’s what makes me happy.
It may not be an overnight transition, but I feel like I can now start taking steps towards finding a happier (and less arrogant) version of myself. Thank you all for helping to make this possible.
– Cryptic