Ever had those moments, where someone asks something of you, and while you’re not really feeling it in your heart of hearts, you go along anyway, because you don’t want to disappoint?
Or you see a group of people that you think would be awesome to be accepted into, or hang out with, and so you find yourself doing and saying things to get their approval?
Or you spread yourself so damn thin in an effort to appear useful and helpful to others?
You’ve been bitten by the Purple People Pleaser. He’s a hungry sucker. Big bloated and self-important, he likes to fill you with self-doubt and an over-exuberance for putting others first. Don’t worry, I’m right there with you. I am so, so, so guilty of being a PPP. I teach others not to do it, but then I go and do it myself. Hypocritical psyching since forever.
Hello! We’re back at it- DSSH time. I know, you were in the foetal position last week, wondering where DSSH went, right? Humour me here. I went and gave my kids some sunshine last week. ‘Twas hideous. So we’ve gone back to our couch potato ways, and I’ve subjected my children to the evils of TV once again. But I AM giving them a healthy dose of therapy at the same time. Because let’s face it, they’re the children of a psych. It’s guaranteed they’ll be mega screwed up for life. Sorry kids. Add a graphic designer dad (AKA artsy fartsy, overly self-critical, off with the fairies) and they’ll need all the therapy they can get. Why not start now, right? #parentingwin
Given I had my Dr. Phil rant moment last week, Aladdin seemed to be a logical choice for DSSH. A dude, trying to be something he’s not. Comparing himself to others and thinking he’s not good enough as he is. Holding assumptions about people based purely on surface level views. A genie with clear identity issues. A princess trapped in a prescribed life and not getting the chance to be herself. Y’all need a feedback sandwich. BE YOURSELVES!
In the second instalment of DSSH we turn to the age-old classic, The Little Mermaid. Holy shit I went to the cinema to watch this and now I watch my little ladies dress up as Ariel and ‘swim’ across the tiles in our house. It’s a tad creepy, but cute at the same time. Nothing like a mermaid, crab and a fish to teach you life lessons, huh?