Saturday, August 24, 2013

Insecurity

I found an article on Yahoo.com (which is undergoing some fantastic changes these days) that really kicked me in the tooth. Since the site is set for my homepage I will typically rummage through headlines to see what's on in the world. When I came across one said article just before going to bed, I was too moved to not write about it. The link is provided here.

http://shine.yahoo.com/love-sex/6-signs-partner-secretly-unhappy-224700244.html


I can imagine that it caught my interest because no matter how confident I am that my loving wife loves me, there are too many dramas on tv for me to blindly believe I am producing the happiest wife in existence. So I looked it up and discovered more about myself than any other particular person. Specifically the note that the accumulation of stuff is a sign that one is insecure.

The thought isn't new to modern psychology, nor to any mature adult in the age we live. But the idea is rarely beholden in the mirror. I realized in reading this article that my constant thoughts about technology aren't different at all from the desire that some have to collect furniture, or stamps or to go drinking, or to smoke pot. As common as all of these activities are, what is more common still is the ultimate goal of each activity: escapism.

In fact, the vast majority of addictions are a means of escapism, which is a HOT word in the world of gaming. Relation? hmmmm...

Recently I was wondering why I still think about games as much as I did in my childhood. Alone in my thoughts, I was coming to the conclusion that I simply hadn't matured as much as I would have liked, even after all those years in college of not having games readily available to me. But upon reading this article, I'm convinced it has to do mostly with insecurity. If I don't feel accomplished in my life, I think about what games I want to play. Conversely, if I succeed or even excel at something, games are the last thing on my mind; not just in the moment, but oftentimes for several days following. Yesterday I sold my very first house as a real estate agent. When I went to pick up my 3DS today out of habit, I put it down less than five minutes later because I couldn't maintain an interest in it. After several passing conversations at work today and coming to grips with the importance of the job hunt I am undergoing (moving to Texas next week, desperately need job.) All I wanted to do was come home and play games.

As I think more and more about it, videogames were a fair-weather hobby for me growing up. It wasn't until my teens, when I was pulled out of school and began to struggle with loneliness, that it turned into a passionate hobby. As I saw life passing me by and my relationship with my father began to dwindle, games became a bigger and bigger part of it.

Then when I went to college and got saved, videogames went back to being a passive interest again. I did have computer games that I would play, and there were still gaming magazines that I read, but I never put those things above going out and having fun with friends, which is something I find myself doing these days. Video games are very much an escape, as well as a hiding place.

It points to a passionate need for God. Not only in my life, but everyone's. We all have "hobbies" that we have to keep in check, but for some of us its more than a hobby; its a security.

As for the source of my insecurity now, I'm willing to bet it has more to do with money, jobs and income than anything else. Being away from my close friends and family certainly isn't helping anything either. And with my beautiful wife having a baby on the way, the pressure is greater than ever. Part of me wants to hide in a fantasy world, but now that I realize where those desires come from, I just want to be a stronger man. For my wife and for my baby.

Keeping In Touch

I have been a busy bee the last few months. Particularly in the last 30 days, I have had projects and tidbits to do from sunup to sundown. So, like everyone in society, I put off calling loved ones and spending time with friends to get work done. Doing so is sometimes necessary, to be sure. To say otherwise, I would risk sounding like a bum who has never seen a full time job. But its something all us full-time job people see now and then. This time though, it made me do some thinking.

After attending Josh Whitcomb's wedding down in Cincinatti (which was a lovely event. Maybe the best I have seen). I was slapped in the face at just how important friends and family are. This post isn't something thats going to give you a friendly reminder about spending time with loved ones. I want this to be a charge. You seriously need to INVEST in the people you love.

Seeing Josh and Andrew (together we made up the groom's side of the party), two very close, very dear friends of mine reminded me how much I missed them. And if I had not seen them I don't think I would have known how big of a hole was in my life.

Those two men are irreplaceable friends. I have never and will never have friends like them. Having not seen them for over a year (two years in the case of Andrew) and doing an awful job at keeping in touch with them, I was blown away at how familiar being around them felt. It was like we set our friendship down, moved to different states, left it alone for two years, and then picked it back up where we left off. Nothing was lost and nothing was spoiled. It was like the Twinkie of relationships.

But by not being near them, I picked up some really dumb things. Particularly time-wasters that most of us are guilty of like the internet and tv. But I did those things because I didn't have my buddies near me, and thats where my inspiration to write this came from. My wife is my best friend, solemnly replacing two other men who I call "brother" (Josh and Tim Cunningham) which is whats supposed to happen. But that doens't mean I can put those guys away, and the great divide known as "distance" has beaten our ambition to keep in touch into an apathetic bowl of soup. The crazy thing is, if you're reading this, you're probably not spending enough time with friends or family.

I know there is a time and a place for all things, and distance is something that makes ANYTHING difficult, relationships especially. But actually reflect on your own life and think of anything you can do to make that distance a little smaller, even if that means playing word-with-friends with your grandma. The greatest thing to come out of the 21st century will be developing a method of consistently keeping in touch with loved ones. But that method might just be taking an hour out of your day to pick up a phone.