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The Vulnerability Hangover

OH boy. The Vulnerability Hangover. That mixture of regret, uncertainty, overthinking and shame after we open up to someone. AAAGGHHHHewwww.

Why does it feel so cringey?

I’ve been thinking about this a lot. I feel it just about every week when I post this blog. Some weeks, I feel confident and I just move on. Other weeks, the fear that no one will connect with what I’m saying, that I shared too much or didn’t say the right thing haunts me for hours, even days. I still feel a little haunted by the photo from last week, if I’m being honest. (If I’m not being honest…what’s the point?)

When I feel residual ick after posting, I remind myself why I do it. I made a commitment. To write every week. To put myself out there. To model the vulnerability and authenticity I want to see in the world. I remember that embodying those values is more important than avoiding discomfort.

BUT IT STILL FEELS GROSS!

Last night, I told a friend I was attracted to her and wanted to explore that. She did not. ohHHHboyyyy. I was proud of myself for being direct. But I also felt sad, rejected and ashamed afterward. Opening up opens a portal. Your biggest insecurities are just waiting to jump in. And you can’t hide behind not caring or not being clear. You have to just sit in the mud. Bare assed. Trying to convince yourself you did the right thing even though it feels bad.

At least it’s the good kind of bad. It sucks. It’s unavoidable. You can’t control the outcome. But you honored your insides. And stood bravely next to your wet, shiny pile of guts and said, “Yep. That’s me.”

How to Deal with Shame

Shame is corrosive,

It burns to the touch.


Agent of anguish, 

turns my insides to dust.


Quietly raging

it poisons the pipes


Feeding on hatred

And starving out life


Each hand built pyramid

Cut down to sand


Nothing left solid

Nowhere to stand


A tool for control

Now an unchecked power


A tortured seed 

Blooms a tortured flower


My fragile spark 

Craves somewhere safe


To light my way

And grow in faith


A different voice

That stands in power


A golden shield

Shame can’t devour


What is it about shame? It tears us down, but it also hides. It’s so intensely uncomfortable that the mere mention of it makes me want to crawl into a cave and never come out. But that’s how it stays alive, stays active. We don’t recognize it or call it out. Most often, we accept its claims that we are not good enough, and keep moving. It knows exactly where our sore spots are, after all, it created them. So we let it tell us exactly how intolerable we are in all these uniquely specific ways and let it steer our behavior. We avoid the things it programmed us to avoid. At some point, someone told us not to do something, yelled at us, hit us, embarrassed us, withdrew from us or left. Whether we know it or not, those reactions get imprinted in us. DON’T DO THIS THING OR ELSE THIS OTHER THING WILL HAPPEN TO US AGAIN. And we spend our lives tiptoeing around these landmines praying they don’t explode in our faces.

Even more problematic than the behaviors shame wants us to avoid, is the way this mechanism embeds itself into our consciousness and erodes our sense of self. Take a moment to consider a time shame spoke to you. How does its voice sound in your head? I’m guessing it wasn’t super polite. It’s usually pretty aggressive. It wants us to avoid whatever it thinks will be so intolerable AT ALL COSTS (even if it means agreeing that WE are intolerable). It may be telling us we ABSOLUTELY CANNOT pee our pants at the dinner table. In that case, we’d probably agree. Okay, shame, I hear you, I also don’t want to do that, so I will ask to go to the bathroom. But sometimes, it tells us we ABSOLUTELY SHOULD NOT make a total ass of ourselves by singing karaoke because only attention-seeking ego maniacs would get in front of an audience and think their voice deserves to be heard. Okay, shame, first of all, WHOA. You didn’t need to take that tone with me. Clearly you don’t want me to get up and sing in public.

But what do I want? Maybe I’m afraid that I will look dumb or I won’t sound good. Maybe I’ve seen people sing at karaoke and it felt cringey and that’s not how I want to come off. But…do I really want to live in fear of this bully? Do I want to smack down every thing I’m curious about or challenged by like a whack-a-mole? That’s kind of what it feels like to be yelled at like that - whether it seems like someone else’s voice or my own. Shame is not afraid to take the floor out from under us or cut us down so low, we wouldn’t dare sing karaoke, let alone, think we deserve to have a voice. It’s a slippery, slippery slope.

So, how do I stop shaming myself? A few things have to happen. STEP ONE (and this is the easiest, the hardest and the most important step) commit to not shaming yourself. It’s the easiest because it can be done simply and quickly. It’s the hardest because we have to mean it and take it seriously. If we’ve chronically self-shamed, it’s hard to take ourselves seriously. So, don’t take this step lightly. Take a moment. Place your hand on your heart. Take a breath. Tell yourself in these words or your own: Self, I commit to not shaming you. I commit to listening to you and creating an environment where it is safe to say what you want and need.

Great! Now, STEP TWO is enforcement. I’m going to level set with you. You are not going to overnight stop hearing shame’s voice. Although if you do, congratulations. I can’t wait to read your blog post. The key is how you receive it. When you hear it, you will interrupt the pattern of piling on MORE SHAME. As soon as you catch yourself in this cycle (it may take a few tries), place your hand on your heart, take a breath, and remind yourself of the commitment you made. Feel the energy of that commitment - grounded, aligned with your higher self. Remind yourself why you made it. 

STEP THREE: let yourself feel the physical sensations shame brings with it, while staying grounded in your higher self. Remember that intensely uncomfortable feeling we will do anything to avoid? Well, the more we avoid it, the more power it has over us. When we turn away from it, we reinforce the message that the feeling itself is intolerable, will overpower us, or could kill us. As gross as it is, this is simply not true. So, when that feeling bubbles up, keep your mind focused on your commitment to yourself and use it to observe the physical sensations that come with the shameful thought. Maybe there’s a tightness in your chest. Breathe and watch it. Maybe there’s a churning in your stomach. Breathe and watch it. Maybe you feel disgust in your groin. Breathe and watch it. There’s — No — Rush. Notice if the feelings get more or less tolerable. If they are getting less tolerable and you feel yourself being consumed, let yourself drop it for now, take a few breaths to reset, and go do something else that brings you back to Earth. If it feels more tolerable, congratulations! You’ve processed some of your shame and taught your body that it is okay to feel. Now you have more agency to do whatever it is that you actually want to do. You are more free to not act from reaction or avoidance. Good job!