Thursday, March 5, 2015

Why Can't We Take a Compliment?*


Why is it so hard for so many people to take a compliment? Why, when someone tells us how well we've done or how important we are, do we deflect this?** I see it happening everywhere, but especially in graduate school. In many ways the response is one in which we provide a "reality check" for the complimenter. Someone might say, "wow, you did a really great job on that memo" and our reply might be "yeah, but that's the only thing I understood from the reading" or "I was just bull-shitting my way through." Another response is often to deflect the compliment onto the complimenter. "oh, but you're the real superstar here" or "that's nothing compared to yours" or "you paved the way for my ideas." Rarely does the complimenter get a "thank you" without some kind of qualifier about how the compliment  is not completely justified. Why do we do this? What does it say about how we value our own capabilities? And what does it mean for the complimenter?

By immediately countering or qualifying the compliment, it serves to invalidate what the complimenter said. We're essentially saying, "You're wrong. Let me tell you how it really is." I have been on the receiving end of this many times, as the complimenter, and it feels pretty shitty. Sometimes I am offended. Sometimes I am sad. And sometimes it makes me really ticked off. When I compliment someone, 99% of the time I really do mean it and I started to realize that this tends to be the case. Most people don't give out compliments unless they mean it. Yes, sometimes people might offer you a compliment simply because you complimented them first or because they feel the situation calls for it for some reason. But most of the time, they are telling you something they like about you because they truly like that thing about you.

So about a year or two ago, I really started to think about these encounters and realized that I do exactly the same thing.  I deflect compliments all the time! I, of course, speak from my own experience here, but I believe that others feel this way too, especially in graduate school. Most of the time I don't mean to invalidate people's beliefs about me or offend them or tell them they're wrong. Often, I truly believe that I do not live up to what they say about me. I feel that I must set them straight, that their expectations of me are too high and I will inevitably fall short because I am not as great as they seem to think I am. However, after I realized how much I do this, I started accepting some compliments. Sometimes my only response is "thank you." Of course, sometimes I still don't truly believe the complimenters know enough about me to make those kind of statements about me, but I do believe that they are telling me because they believe them. And now even more so, I pay attention to the observations I make about others and I do think that outsiders can sometimes see things that you either cannot see or do not accept about yourself. So, sometimes it's good to listen and to take a compliment as insight into how others perceive you. And sometimes it's just nice to bask in the glow of someone thinking that you're kind of great.

Now, I cannot leave this discussion without noting that of course there is a gendered story here (and surely a raced and classed story too). Women tend to deflect compliments onto others, probably because we learn that we are supposed to take care of others, to put others before ourselves, so before we can allow ourselves to be complimented, we must ensure that others feel that validation first. In addition, women tend to be complimented on our bodies more than men. Here we must also think about our own perceptions of our bodies, how society tells us to feel about our bodies, and how our reactions are partially a response to both of those things, among others. A truly gendered analysis of compliments could be a whole post in itself and here we might also discuss what compliments can mean for women coming from different people (see note at the end of this post).

My challenge to you now is to start paying attention to compliments. Notice how you react when you are complimented. What's your immediate reaction? If it's to redirect the compliment onto someone else or to qualify it with some way you don't actually live up to it, try to refrain from doing that. Try to just say "thank you." Also, notice other people's reactions to compliments you give. Are there gender differences? Race, class differences? Other status/power differences (for instance if a professor compliments a student as opposed to the reverse)? You might be surprised at what you see. If you are (or even if you're not), I would love for you to share your observations with me.

Now, go forth and accept those compliments!


*After I wrote the title for this post, I realized readers might think  this post was about sexual harassment or cat-calling because often when a woman reacts negatively, this is the response: "Why can't you take a compliment?" Or as man recently said to me at a club, "It was just a f***ing compliment" when I reacted negatively to his hand on my arm and his compliment: "you're f***ing adorable." As you can see, this post was necessarily thinking about these types of compliments, but this possible confusion brings up an important reason why some alleged compliments are not taken as such because they may feel objectifying or in some way threatening. 

**In this post I use "we" and "us" frequently (sometimes known as the "royal we"). This is not to say that I am speaking for everyone, but that I am speaking to those who identify with what I am saying and to those who may not even realize they do this. I am speaking from my experience of being a compliment-deflector and a compliment-acceptor, and seeing other people act as compliment-deflectors. By no means is this experience universal, nor does it apply equally to people from all social locations. 

Monday, February 2, 2015

A Sky for Dreamers

Tonight is one of my favorite kind of nights. Crisp, clean air and clear blue sky. Nine o'clock at night in the dead of winter. Can't you just feel it?! No? Let me paint a little more vivid of a picture for you. The temperature is actually about 12 degrees, but feels much colder--probably low single digits. It's one of the those colds that hurts a little when you breathe too deeply through your nose. The air isn't just clean, it's....sterile. The moon is almost full, a white-silver against a deep ocean blue. There are stars, bright visible stars--and we are so close to the city! I try to find the big dipper, but I can't be sure. The moon is a little to bright for stargazing I SPY.

I try to imagine one of my other favorite nights. Summer. The humid air wraps around you. You might need a jacket--especially if you're me--but you kind of like the feel of the slight breeze on bare skin. Again, the sky is filled with stars. It's not their brightness that defines the night, however. It's their magnitude. You truly know what it means to be small. They never end, those tiny shining dots. You can lay on the soft grass and just stare up at them.

But not tonight. It is cold and yet I am staring up at the sky in awe, breathing in the air. Willing my lungs to be clean and full. And just as I lift my right foot to take another step, the toe of my boot catches---oof! I am performing one of those falling, hop steps. My left foot stamps down hard as I catch myself.

Now, I'm not ones to take note of signs. I don't believe everything happens for a reason or things that occur do so because they are meant to be. BUT, if I was going to take this moment as a sign from the great-sign-maker, I think ze/she/he would be saying this: "Hey, Allison. You know, it's great to be a dreamer--all those thoughts you have up in your head are awesome. But you also have to pay attention to the path ahead of you. You still have to put one foot in front of the other. You have to choose when to avoid the ice and when to slow down, when to walk like a penguin and when you can pick up the pace (all good advice for any winter travelers). If you can't remember to pick up your foot to surpass the sidewalk crack, if you fall and bash your knees, how are you going to appreciate the beauty of the night sky?"

 Of course, I don't believe in signs.

Saturday, January 24, 2015

Semester Numero Dos: It Begins Again

The first week was a long one. Technically, it was a short one---only four days---but mentally, it was long. I had been feeling some impending doom about this semester during the last week of break---stress about a big (and difficult) course load, stress from feeling the pressure to start "doing" something (working on a project or starting my own research), etc. Now, I don't think impending doom is quite the right word. I think impending exhaustion is more like it. My impending doom feeling was also associated with the sneaking suspicion that from day 1 I would be swamped, not like first semester where it felt like I sunk into it a little. And boy do I already feel swamped! I decided to start my day off blogging BEFORE I start the endless reading I want to get done this weekend so I could have a little bit of "me" time. So much for a balanced life.

Not so fast. Let's talk about some balancing things I have done this week. 1. I went to my very first spin class taught by one of my cohort members, Sarah G. It was great...hard, but great! Sarah is really motivational and it was fun to see her in a different role. 2. I went to a zumba class on Friday! Maybe a little more "fun" than spin, but harder to work hard. The U's rec center has free fitness classes the first week of each semester which is why I went to two this week. If you want to take classes during the rest of the semester, you have to buy a "fitpass" which is 55 bucks. The good thing about it though is that you can go to ANY class with the fitpass and they offer multiple classes all throughout the day, so even if you only went to one class a week, it would be less than 5 bucks a class. I'm thinking about getting the pass. Not many of the other classes work with my schedule, but I am planning to go to Sarah's class each week. It's way easier for me to be motivated if someone else is going, and she has so since she's the instructor! I have come to terms that the class will probably interfere with the amount I go dancing. I was hoping to take lindy hop lessons in Feb but they are also on Wed and Thurs is my busy day so I can't do two things that night. But that's okay. I'm still going to try to dance once or twice a month and it's only for the semester. I'll still be getting my endorphins flowing.  3. Monica (also in the 1st year cohort) dyed and cut my hair last night! There are so many awesome people here at Minnesota! Monica is just one example. She's fabulous. She spent a lot of her time last night (and on very short notice) helping me decide what I wanted and then basically doing everything. It was a really fun night! 4. I got to hold a baby!!!! A really tiny baby!!!!! Francis (yes, in my cohort too) and his wife, Ever just had a baby, Gian a couple weeks ago! He is so, so very small and perfect. He slept the whole time we were there. The reason Monica and I got this wonderful opportunity was because we were dropping off diapers for the baby. The whole cohort pitched in and we bought 3 big boxes!! Another reason why I love the people here! I can't imagine what it's like to have a new baby and be starting semester 2 of grad school. Francis, you're a rockstar! Did I mention they also have a two year old?

Now, look at that huge paragraph of things besides school stuff that I've been doing!

It's been really nice weather here lately--20s, sometimes 30s and mostly sunny. One day it snow a very light coat and it was so pretty. I do genuinely like winter, and this weather has been reinforcing it more and more. I was actually sad to think about spring coming the other day. I don't think I've ever thought that! Anyway, I'll add some pictures of the winter for you to see.

That's about all I've got in me for blogging today. I need to start my day---clean the bathroom (tiny hair pieces all over from last night!), answer emails, do laundry, oh and read until dark.

Concluding statement: I'm making it through.

Baby Gian! 
 From the pedestrian bridge crossing over 94
 Walking to the light rail
 Walking down by the river










 The street near my house in my morning--street lights still on
New hair! A warm brown color with a little bit of red underneath that doesn't really show (I couldn't figure out how to take a picture of it. The one below is what I got before I gave up)



Saturday, January 17, 2015

Happy 2015!

New years always seem to surprise me. It seems like I should be used to it by now--it happens every year for goodness sakes! Oh well... I have a good feeling about 2015 though. It feels different. I can't really explain why and I'm not sure why I have a good feeling about the year, but a feeling of impending doom about this next semester since they kind of go hand in hand.

I had a great winter break. I was happy to spend much need time with my family in WNY and to see friends from home. It's awesome to see how everyone has grown and changed, and even more awesome that we can still connect in the same old ways.

I've been trying my best to get back in the swing of things since I've been back in Minneapolis. I think I've done a decent job. Been to campus a couple times, made my own deodorant, ran some errands, found a nice coffee shop to work in, AND I WENT TO THE GYM! I'm so bad at going to the gym. Our student fees pay for access to the fitness center on campus so I feel like I need to use it--otherwise it's a waste of something I have to pay for anyway. The facility is huge and really nice, it's just on east bank so I either have to light rail over or walk. Plus it's a little bit intimidating to go by yourself the first time (why I took Sarah Catherine with me). I am hoping (really hoping) I can make Friday afternoon my gym day. I only have obligations until 11 and possibly an early afternoon meeting. It sounds like a good way to end my week. I have been doing quite a bit of yoga in the mornings. I found a great site called yoga download that has a bunch of free classes (20-30 min) that you can stream and/or download for free, so I've been trying those out.

I want to go back to something I mentioned before that you may want more explanation for. I did make my own deodorant. I've been meaning to try it for a while now. (The new year always brings out my healthy side) You can find the recipe here (http://wellnessmama.com/1523/natural-deodorant/). It uses baking soda, coconut oil, shea butter, and arrow root (or corn starch which is what I used). Baking soda is a natural odor absorber and starch is a natural moisture absorber. Coconut oil helps with odor causing bacteria. You can also put essential oils in it to make it smell better. The only shea butter they had at the co-op already had tangerine/orange essential oils in it, so I figured I could skip that step. I only just started using it today, so I'll have to report on its effectiveness. Supposedly the woman who made it said she noticed herself sweating less as time went on. I had a little bit trouble with the product separating into liquid and solid, so I mixed it up again and stuck it in the fridge overnight. It seems to be staying together even now that I've let it sit on my shelf a little while, though it is a little bit of a creamy texture.

I told myself I would only write until 1pm and then go do some "real" work. As for blogging, this semester will probably be busier than the last, but I will try to schedule blogging in once a month :) Before I leave you, I thought I would include the classes I am taking/TAing for, so you have a little bit of an idea of what I'll be doing this semester:
  • Research Methods
  • Sociology of Punishment
  • Advanced Statistics
  • Professional Seminar  (1 credit)
  • Sociology of Education Journal Editing Seminar (1.5 credits)
  • Teaching Assistant for Introduction to Sociology (2 discussion sections led by me!)