Tuesday 25 April 2017

Chose Life


“Life is to be lived, not controlled.”

This quote by Ralph Ellison is a very apt introduction to something that I have been meaning to write about since I first started this blog back in January.

Stoicism. Or how to live a stoic life.

To me, the word stoic always used to bring to mind the British “stiff upper lip”, the sort of resolve and stubbornness that no doubt built the Empire and got us through the Blitz. In fact, I have used the word myself often when trying to describe my late mother-in-law who had that old fashioned "just get on with it" attitude. But in reality there is so much more to it than that. Over the last couple of years I have become increasingly fascinated in some of the very sensible and logical ideas that stoicism can offer those interested enough to want to know more.

Take a look at the definition of stoicism and you will be met with the following;

“The endurance of pain or hardship without the display of feelings and without complaint.”

A straightforward description of something that probably many of us can identify with. This was very much my mother-in-law. In years gone by many people going through tough times would have considered this to be the only option and would have chosen to just get on with their lives exactly as the definition suggests.

However there is also another definition of stoicism in Wikipedia:

“An ancient Greek school of philosophy...taught that...the wise live in harmony...with nature...and are indifferent to the vicissitudes of fortune and to pleasure and pain.”

It is aspects of this second definition, the philosophical way of looking at and living your life rather than just getting on with it, that has interested me. I am not going to share too much of the detail here. Firstly, because I am no scholar and secondly, because I know little more than a few simple Stoic sound bites. I will however include some links at the end of this section should anyone reading this want to explore and find out more. But for me this is a philosophy that I have been able to dip into when the need arises and I have found some genuine nuggets of wisdom that have really connected with my thoughts and feelings. This is not a lifestyle choice for me although it has been for many people over many thousands of years. It is however interesting to note that many believe that it is becoming even more relevant now at a time of rapid change and uncertainty in the world.

Some examples that I have been able to identify with include the connection between worry, control and happiness. Stoicism encourages people not to worry about anything that they do not have the capability to change or control. Not worrying about other people, about disagreements, wars or even illness, is possible by focusing on what you can control and discarding what you cannot. It also makes it clear that happiness is always a choice. We can chose happiness whenever we want to as long as we are able to control the way in which we look at things.

It also encourages people to look at themselves as a minuscule part of a massive, complicated, wonderful world and to show gratitude for simply being here. My understanding of the thinking here is that by appreciating our lack of worth and value in the overall scheme of things, rather than thinking our existence or anything we have is a right, it will help us to find balance and gratitude for life itself. If we are able to appreciate our very existence then things like illness becomes insignificant to our peace of mind.

Very different to the way in which we are encouraged to think of ourselves these days.  

These are very much my own interpretations of this complex and very ancient philosophy, but it has helped me at times during the last year or two. For example, understanding that chasing future happiness is self defeating and that true happiness is possible by just accepting what we have and where we are, sounds so simple that we automatically think that it cannot be true. But an open mind and a reason for wanting to try this out are often all that it takes to embrace something new.

As part of coping with illness it has been useful. I have tried very hard at times to work on accepting my own happiness and dismissing things that I am unable to control with some success. It is however much harder to accept that someone else's suffering is irrelevant in order to guarantee your own happiness. This does at times feel almost like a betrayal and incredibly disloyal. I have talked about stoicism with my wife a lot and whilst she has an open mind I think she does see it slightly differently to me. But as I have suggested before, there is a value to anything that offers a level of comfort and has positive results.

Perhaps the Elusive Sense of Happiness is not so difficult to find after all.






Wednesday 12 April 2017

Give Yourself Permission


Do more of what you like to do.

It sounds simple doesn't it? But often we get so caught up in living our lives and doing what we have to do that we forget what it is that we actually enjoy doing.

I am lucky. I have a long list of interests and could easily fill my day with things that I enjoy. If I didn't have to work for a living then I would do it all. Prioritising items on my list and fitting them into the time I have available however is a little more challenging.

What is even harder though is asking yourself the question and finding that you are unable to list anything. We had this conversation a while back and I think it came as a big surprise to find that after much consideration there was nothing that my wife was able to put on her list.

Actually, that's not completely true. She was able to say that she liked being at home and she enjoyed being with her family and friends. But there were no interests or dreams or passions that she had beyond this. So whilst what she shared was fine, it was not a great start when it came to working out a plan of action.

But it did give her time to think. If she enjoyed doing those things, then she was able to make a decision to do more of them, however mundane they may have appeared. And it encouraged her to think of things that she may have had to put aside in the past when her priority was putting the family and others first.

She has embraced this and has taken small steps towards doing more of what she enjoys. There are more social events appearing in her diary now which is a good thing. Her circle of friends has increased which is also a positive. And she is happier with me doing things for myself rather than tagging along even when she knew she had no interest. All good news.

Despite the sometimes crippling self-doubt and lack of confidence these are massive improvements in terms of her enjoying life and finding happiness. And not just for my wife. I am happier that she is doing more and enjoying what she does. And she has finally given herself permission not to go to anymore boring gigs or sporting events with me and is actively filling the time doing other things.

Who knows, she may even decide to follow up on her recent comment expressing an interest in apiarism (photo attached for those without a knowledge of obscure words).





Saturday 8 April 2017

Just Smile


Another difficult day at the office yesterday. When she came home from work it was not hard to tell that things had gone badly. When this happens we both slip into our default positions. She tries hard to pretend that everything is fine whilst at the same time sending out non-verbal messages that are screaming “I made another mistake and am unhappy and worried.” My habit is to only hear the non-verbal message and to keep pushing until she tells me what is wrong. 

I was thinking today that sometimes it's best to just put a smile on our faces and pretend that we are happy, even when we don't feel like it. If I encourage her to do this more often and do the same myself then maybe when things get difficult we just might convince ourselves that all is fine. And end up smiling for real.

The route to happiness is sometimes through a forced smile.

Tuesday 4 April 2017

Please Do Not Confuse Your Google Search With My Medical Degree


I was reminded the other day of a situation that we encountered a couple of years ago. It's something that we get to laugh about now but it's probably fair to say it caused us many sleepless nights at the time.

Last week my wife received a text from a friend of hers. This is a relatively new friend and whilst illness did not play any part in them becoming friends, it has clearly been the topic of some discussion already. We were out walking when the text arrived and we continued to walk and chat about the situation as they communicated. It would appear that her friend had been worried about her health and had been to the hospital for some tests. The results were good however they did identify another issue that she was not previously aware of and the result of these additional tests was unfortunately not so good. Her friend was upset and she reached out to my wife for support and advice as the person that she thought might be best able to help. That was a big compliment to my wife and I told her that I think it is important for her to recognise this. They continued to exchange messages as we headed home, with me getting a running commentary on the texts and the information being shared.

It was some time into this text conversation that my wife shared the advice that stopped me in my tracks.

She wrote to her friend, “whatever you do, listen carefully to the doctors and do not under any circumstances spend too much time on Google trying to find out more information. I can assure you that this is not a good thing.”

It is at this point that I should explain the background. After her first diagnosis, my wife spent hours online every single day for what seemed like months, checking out every word written about the disease that she had been diagnosed with. This caused her a massive amount of anxiety and depression and despite being strongly warned by all of her medical advisers, family and friends, she was unable to stop. Anything positive that she discovered was rejected as being untrue. Anything negative, especially when it related to the seriousness of the disease, the likelihood of recurrence or the chances of survival, was seized upon and analysed endlessly. It also served to muddy the waters in the relationship with the doctors and consultants that were treating her as she struggled to believe what they were telling her.

This lasted for a long time before we somehow managed to get the situation under control. She did finally start to listen and, significantly, her mood and general sense of well-being improved almost overnight.

Sadly, the second diagnosis at the end of last year saw a knee-jerk reaction into exactly the same kind of behaviour. The best thing about our second experience however was that, whilst it was just as intense in many ways, it did end much sooner and the anxiety was managed with far fewer consequences for all involved.

So, it was therefore no great surprise that I laughed when she told me what she had advised her friend. I had some fun at her expense but did tell her that I was delighted that she really seemed to have accepted the dangers and was able to offer such sound advice.

“Well, of course I do” was her reply, “but I would do exactly the same again if I was diagnosed for a third time. I know it's stupid, but I just can't help myself and want to know everything that the doctors either don't know or won't tell me.”

I guess we are all good at giving out sensible advise and then completely ignoring it ourselves.

There is however a positive in there somewhere so it goes on to the list!

  • avoiding medical web-sites and internet searches
  • cute animal video clips
  • talking with others (without self-pity or negativity)
  • sunshine
  • walking outdoors (fresh air and exercise in the country)
  • road trips
  • a good pub lunch
  • laughing with friends and family