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If you've been in any plural community, probably the most common question you've seen is, "Am I plural?" Pretty sure it's true for other relevant communities as well.  I figure this is a common part of reassessing yourself on any front--you aren't sure, you think about it a while, then you decide one way or another and move on.  In this capacity, doubt helps you find certainty, far more than if you just plowed in without ever questioning yourself.

But what happens when doubt plagues you for far, far longer?  When that is a doubt you can never, ever appease or move on from?

Well, in that case, I find myself wanting to ask, "What purpose does the doubt serve?"

Denial is crude and it is fragile, but it can also be super-effective.  Don't want to deal with something?  Well, now that something no longer exists!  Hurray, problem solved!  Most people realize that ignoring the dirty dishes in the sink doesn't not actually make them go away, but if whatever it is isn't physically there, attracting flies in their kitchen, it's way easier to dismiss.  Would recognizing you're plural mean you have to do something about it?  Well, that's scary and requires life changes, sooooo claim you're not plural!  Claim nobody's plural!  Anyone who says otherwise is lying, delusional, or brainwashed, and surely that will never, ever bite you in the ass.

With plural doubts in particular, I think the denial also protects from guilt.  Back when I was a violent screamy ragebaby in the system, I didn't have to be guilty about it, because nobody was real!  Realizing I was multiple, and existed, meant having to go, "Oh my god, I was such an asshole," making amends, and actually changing myself into a decent human being.  Obviously, that was a lot to take in, so it took me longer to come around to being multiple, even though I insisted that my reasons were pure emotionless logic.  Sneak had nothing to feel guilty over, so pretty much snapped to accepting zer existence right off the bat; ze had no face to save, in that circumstance.

Plurality doubts can also just be a distraction from even deeper, scarier problems.  In this case, plurality just becomes a symbol for something else.  Is there trauma in your life?  Don't want to look at it?  Well, if you're not plural, then OBVIOUSLY you're not traumatized, hurray, problem solved!  Or say, maybe your system reflects gender dynamics that make you suuuuper uncomfortable, but if you were singlet, you could just ignore all that!  Or maybe there's that one headmate who calls into question your own religious beliefs, and denying the headmate becomes a way to avoid those niggling worries. (After all, where do you think that old evil demon alter phenomenon came from?  Headmates often become symbols for the things we don't want to deal with.)

The denial becomes protective, the equivalent of your brain whispering, "Shh, don't look at that.  Everything's fine.  Nothing to worry about.  Shhhhhh."

As we've aged, we've grown to find the "shh, don't look at that" to be a huge red flag.  The whole purpose of doubt, in its best form, is to make you question yourself, look hard, and find clarity.  Doubt that DISSUADES you from questioning and looking, that's obviously not doubt in its best form.  That's clearly something more dubious, something that thrives on avoidance.

So, what is it that you want to avoid?  And is avoiding it really going to protect you when things go wrong?

--Rogan

Date: 2018-09-20 02:05 pm (UTC)
talewisefellowship: A winking hikaru. He has bangs bleached to a gold color (hikaru)
From: [personal profile] talewisefellowship
We're also stuck in "we must convince the debunkers" mindset actually. A lot of mental energy is wasted on thinking through potential debates with hypothetical haters over our own validity, identities and experiences as a system or whatever. They kind of just happen and it's probably a waste of energy

--Hikaru
Edited Date: 2018-09-20 02:06 pm (UTC)

Date: 2018-09-20 05:16 pm (UTC)
talewisefellowship: A winking hikaru. He has bangs bleached to a gold color (hikaru)
From: [personal profile] talewisefellowship
that's so neat and good to keep in mind!!

--HIkaru

Date: 2018-09-21 08:57 am (UTC)
lithophiles: Young woman with disheveled short-cropped brown hair, pale skin, light green eyes and glasses, wearing army tags and a green shirt with ripped sleeves. (iste)
From: [personal profile] lithophiles
Yeah, and when you've been in a place where your worst nightmares about what people will think of you are repeatedly articulated, like Tumblr, it just makes everything worse. Like, with us on Tumblr, people didn't even have to say it to us; we were treated as having some kind of seniority I'm not sure if we really had, because we could pull out old studies and books and cite them. But seeing certain things said to other people made us acutely aware "they hate us too, even if they don't know it."

It's a waste of energy, but I think it's also your brain trying to defend itself in some way, scrolling through bad scenarios and trying to come up with answers to them. It may never come to pass, but some kind of survival instinct feels it's better than ignoring it. I guess the challenge is always how to strike a balance between the extremes.

-Istevia
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