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Recognizing emotionally mature people
Taken from Adult Children of Emotionally Immature Parents by Lindsay C. Gibson, Psy.D. A summary of the tips the book hands you on how to recognize emotionally healthy people.
Theyāre realistic and reliable
They work with reality rather than fighting it. They see problems and try to fix them, instead of overreacting with a fixation on how things should be.
They can feel and think at the same time. The ability to think even when upset makes an emotionally mature person someone you can reason with. They donāt lose their ability to see another perspective just because they arenāt getting what they want.
Their consistency makes them reliable. Because they have an integrated sense of self, they usually wonāt surprise you with unexpected inconsistencies.
They donāt take everything personally. They can laugh at themselves and their foibles. Theyāre realistic enough to not feel unloved just because you made a mistake.
Theyāre respectful and reciprocal
They respect your boundaries. Theyāre looking for connection and closeness, not intrusion, control or enmeshment. They respect your individuality and that others have the final say on what their motivations are. They may tell you how they feel about what you did, but they donāt pretend to know you better than you know yourself.
They give back. They donāt like taking advantage of people, nor do they like the feeling of being used.
They are flexible and compromise well. Because collaborative, mature people donāt have an agenda to win at all costs, you wonāt feel like youāre being taken advantage of. Compromise doesnāt mean mutual sacrifice; it means a mutual balancing of desires. They care about how you feel and donāt want to leave you feeling unsatisfied.
Theyāre even-tempered. They donāt sulk or pout for long periods of time or make you walk on eggshells. When angered, they will usually tell you whatās wrong and ask you to do things differently. Theyāre willing to take the initiative to bring conflict to a close.
They are willing to be influenced. They donāt feel threatened when other people see things differently, nor are they afraid of seeming weak if they donāt know something. They may not agree, but theyāll try to understand your point of view.
Theyāre truthful. They understand why youāre upset if they lie or give you a false impression.
They apologize and make amends. They want to be responsible for their own behavior and are willing to apologize when needed.
Theyāre responsive
Their empathy makes you feel safe. Along with self-awareness, empathy is the soul of emotional intelligence.
They make you feel seen and understood. Their behavior reflects their desire to really get to know you, rather than looking for you to mirror them. They arenāt afraid of your emotions and donāt tell you that you should be feeling some other way.
They like to comfort and be comforted. They are sympathetic and know how crucial friendly support can be.
They reflect on their actions and try to change. They clearly understand how people affect each other emotionally. They take you seriously if you tell them about a behavior of theirs that makes you uncomfortable. Theyāll remain aware of the issue and demonstrate follow-through in their attempts to change.
They can laugh and be playful. Laughter is a form of egalitarian play between people and reflects an ability to relinquish control and follow someone elseās lead.
Theyāre enjoyable to be around. They arenāt always happy, but for the most part they seem able to generate their own good feelings and enjoy life.
āĀ Ā© Adult Children of Emotionally Immature Parents, Lindsay C. Gibson, Psy.D.
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that feel
when you see him for the first time in a few weeks, and itās a good time, and at the end when youāre about to part ways you think heās going in for the hug but then he surprises you and kisses you goodbye in front of all of his friends
and just like that
youāre still here
this could be real
sigue andando el camino por toda su vida
just breathe

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things the mean person inside of me is ready to say
1) oh, did me accidentally leaving my favorite shirt at your house complicate your plan to never speak to me again?
2) the only thing i'm sorry about is my own shitty taste in men
3) do you want a fucking medal? here's a bronze one, in honor of you being the third guy to convince me that you're interested and then completely disappear
4) fuck
i thought you were different
i thought maybe for a second you might really be interested in me not just in dating someone not just in sex not just in flirty text messages
and every time i got anxious i wanted so fucking badly to be wrong i wanted it to be crazy that i was wondering if you were really truly into me i wanted it to be real
fuck
all i've ever wanted is for it to be real
gosh, i feel so lost. like iām sad for no reason, crying for no reason. nostalgic for something i didnāt even enjoy. thinkingĀ āwhat if it could go back to the way it wasā but what it was is no longer. never mind the fact that i didnāt truly love what it was. ooof. itās like something i had died. but nothing died, so i donāt even feel like i deserve to be sad about it. itās an infinite feedback loop of apathy. what the hell is wrong with me? when did it get this bad? fuck.
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panic attacks r fun
i get home and iām making dinner, iām at the counter cutting up a carrot, and iām two-thirds of the way through the carrot and all of a sudden iām crying hysterically, hyperventilating, itās never gotten this bad before, and all i can think and the only words i manage to get out areĀ āi donāt wanna dieā
iām strong. iām so strong. i can do this. itās only two years. there are so many people who love you. itās only two years. i can do this. i can do this. if you say it over and over again it becomes true. i can do this i can do this i can do this

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trapped
i fucked up
i wanted to move so badly, the plan became, anything. anything that gets me out of here. anything that gets me to there.Ā
and i found an anything, i found something, an option i thought had some of the things that i wanted. and i leapt at it, clawed and sunk my teeth in, too hungry to notice the voice in the back of my head telling me it wasnāt really what i wanted, too hungry to notice the voice telling me it wasnāt going to make me happy.
and now iām here, and there are things that i do like, but they are so small and few and far between that iām starting to get scared. to be completely honest, and it scares me to be completely honest, iām mostly miserable at work. the things i love about being here, the things that are keeping me alive right now, are all outside of work. and that makes being at work that much harder. fuck.Ā
there was a contract, and i can quit, but if i quit itās going to cost me. literally cost me, cost me money i donāt have, cost me money i worked so damn hard the past two years to build up so i could move here in the first place.Ā
if i quit, iād be happier
iād be so much fucking happier
and if i quit now iād be almost completely truly broke and iād have that much less time to start working on my dreams.Ā
i want to give it time but my depression keeps getting worse and i honestly donāt know how much more of this i can take? and i wonder if thereās a legal argument there at all, like anĀ āi couldnāt have possibly known the toll this work would take on my mental health and i signed a contract that committed me to paying $18k if i quit but its going to cost me my life if i donātā
is that crazy? iām terrified
i know itās ups and downs, i know that it gets better but the lows have been getting so damn low that itās actually starting to scare me. iām not a quitter, but i also donāt want to wake up more and more days feeling like iād rather kill myself than go to my job.
the beautiful irony is that if i go to a therapist and they tell me i should quit, if i do actually quit then i canāt go to the therapist anymore because i wonāt have any health insurance
maybe
as the train pulls into grand central it occurs to me that iām thinking about terrorist attacks, i donāt know why, i mean i kind of do, grand centralās a very public place, and tomorrowās september 11th so maybe thereās some sort of subconscious association going on? but iām thinking about, like, what if a bomb goes off? what if something bad happens? what if i get hurt, what if i start to die? and the image in my head is me, seriously injured, thinking one thing: [______]. and i realize this is the first time in my life that iāve deeply cared about a person iām sleeping with. i donāt just like him. i care about him. a lot, i think. so maybe i should tell him that
THE DATING ANXIETY ROLLER COASTER CYCLE
1) boy arrives at house
2) watch tv/movie
3) flirt
4) kiss
5) migrate to bedroom
6) kiss more
7) talk some
8) sexy times
9) sleep
10) wake up
11) get dressed
12) kiss goodbye
13) go to work
14) think about boy
15) donāt text boy
16) wonder if boy is really truly into you or if this is all just a joke bc letās be real how many times have boys come over and watched tv and movies with you and flirted with you and kissed you and slept with you and loved you and then never spoken to you again
17) text boy
18) repeat
18b) never hear from boy again
coworker:Ā āAre you okay?ā
me (thinking): actually? well, iām incredibly depressed and it comes in waves so one moment iāll feel really good and the next all of a sudden iām biting my nails and this pit of dread just sort of blossoms in my stomach and i start to race through all of the ways in which i donāt fit into this world as a gender-confused white-looking latinx person, and iām not suicidal but sometimes it sort of feels that way, and i should probably get help, i should almost definitely get help, right? but in five minutes iāll probably feel fine again and besides it doesnāt even matter because iām just being overdramatic, right, i mean look at this, definitely overdramatic, and besides when someone asks if youāre okay they donāt really want to hear all this, theyāre just, you know,Ā āchecking inā like any good coworker would do for another and uh sheās staring so i should probably say something, hey mouth, are u ready 4 some human interaction? no, but then again are u ever--
me (out loud): huh? oh yeah iām good thanks
me (out loud): sometimes i just drift off i guess
āYouāre right, Cliff. You canāt prove who you are. None of us can. If we try to prove we exist, weāre just suckers. And if we ask other people to tell us weāre real, wā¦
yes yes yes yes yes

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anxious as f*ck
ok ok ok ok ok so here we go
my heart is racing a mile a f*cking minute, i can feel it
i go to the menās section and find a shirt i really like, and i put it on and iām feeling super fly, and i buy this shirt and bring it home and the next day i look at it like, hey, this shirt made me feel really good, maybe iāll wear it out tonight. maybe iāll go out to a public place where people try and meet other attractive people for purposes of romance and ah fuck who am i kidding
see, the thing is, i could pass as a straight girl. or a straight-enough-girl. i like boys, or at least, people who look like boys, and since i was born with girl parts and didnāt have a word for trans until later in college, i grew confidence wearingĀ āstraight girlā out to meet boys. and i met enough boys. i met boys who liked me, liked me enough to flirt with me, or kiss me, or have sex with me, or date me... but did they like me? or did they like this straight girl?Ā
and the silly thing is, nothing about me has fundamentally changed. but what scares me is what if boys only like me because they perceive me as a straight girl? there isnāt exactly a socially-recognized category ofĀ āmasculine-presenting-people-who-are-attracted-to-confused-pre-T-trans-ftmsā. i cannot set a filter for that shit on a dating app. i want to believe so badly that there is someone or even more than one someone out there who really truly absolutely can and will love me for who i am but also i am scared as fuck that those people donāt exist because up to this point in my life i have proved that i, masquerading as a straight girl, am capable of finding boys who are into that.Ā
so now the confusion is: iām ready. iām ready to really start all the time presenting on the outside what i feel on the inside. Iām ready. one more time from the rooftops. IāM MOTHER-FUCKING READY.Ā
but what does that mean for me and boys? what does that mean for finding love? where do i go? how do i make that work? empirically i know these are dumb questions and somehow the anxious-monster that lives in my unwanted boobs keeps asking them. goddammit.Ā
last but not least
answers to questions i sometimes need to ask myself
q) are you trans?
a) yeah
q) will u go on T? or get surgery?
a) donāt plan on it. even tho my boobs are big, binders work pretty well, and my features are androgynous enough that i am happy w the way i look, at least right now. most importantly, i love my singing voice. even if i kept my ability to sing, i wouldnāt trade my high belty notes for anything (even a low B). i know that i have a biologically female singing voice, but also, itās MY singing voice. [and besides, my olaf the snowman from frozen impression is 1) on-fucking-point and 2) the least gendered thing thatās ever happened to voice recording.]
q) will you change your name?
a) nah dawg bc I have the dopest gender neutral name out there and I feel like it encompasses me well as a person
q) pronouns?
a) I think I really do prefer they/them/theirs. BUT I am so bad at remembering othersā pronouns bc implicit bias is a real and harmful thing and I am quick to forgive so honestly, use whatever pronoun comes to mind and Iām fine with that. But also I appreciate it when you ask.
q) are u still trans if u arenāt changing your name or going on T or getting surgery?
a) YESĀ
bc there is not one formula forĀ āthis is what trans looks likeā. i can be a forever-pre-T trans boy and thatās okay.
q) what prefix will people use for your name in a professional setting?
a) FUCK this is the worst question of all. Prefixes are the worst most awful gendered thing that have ever happened to the professional world and the fact that I am about to enter a profession where prefixes are super fucking real absolutely slays my soul. I think I want people to call meĀ āMr.ā because Iām pretty sure people read me as a biological female who is binding and wearingĀ āmenās clothesā (relatedly, fuck yes Eddie Izzard, who, when asked about how he wearsĀ āwomenās clothesā, replied,Ā āwell, no, theyāre myĀ clothesā) and because at the core of that presentation is biological female I thinkĀ āMr.ā would balance that out in a way that feels appropriate for my identity. But fuck I hate that I have to pick. Last year I did encounter a teacher who idād as trans/nonbinary and usedĀ āMx.ā, pronouncedĀ āmixā, and I like that kinda but it also doesnāt feel quite right. Secretly Iām hoping that I can just convince everyone to use my last name only and forego the prefix shit entirely.
q) do you have toĀ ācome outā to people?
a) uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
ācoming outā is such a horrible concept bc it implies that I canāt truly be myself until I have articulated to other people that I am a certain way. And Iām... me. I havenāt changed one bit, I just now have language that helps me put words to a lot of things Iāve felt for my entire life. I donāt think I now need to suddenly sit down and share these words with people and start waving a trans flag. I think I will just continue to be me and continue to surround myself with people who love and accept me for who I am.Ā
q) sexual orientation?
a) ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
i am attracted to people who present as masculine, who enjoy puns, who have good smiles, who appreciate music, who can deal with how much i love hockey. not an exhaustive list. more of a general basic overview of things that people to whom iāve been attracted have had in common