This thought kind of follows on from my previous post about being told you are consistently wrong - the more it happens, the more you believe it. Believe it enough and you might never come back from the edge.
Again today, despite having done something I had been asked to (on a project where I am a participant only, NOT the project manager) I got another one of those loud-enough-to-be-public dressing downs:
“I only do this so you learn from your mistakes”
For a Tuesday, this was the first of a series of quite unjustified loud-enough-to-be-public dressing downs, the content of which was occasionally valid, but not the method of delivery.
It got me thinking though, if this is happening on a regular basis, there must be something fundamentally WRONG with me. I iz not stoopid and I learn quickly so how can this continue?
The more this preys on my mind, the more I think that as an human being I am simply maladjusted. My formative experiences have so shaped my adulthood that I just cannot “get” the speed of adulthood to enable me to move at the speed I need.
In turn, I am now thinking that, like with a car if you change the one small part, you fix the whole thing - the only thing now is which part to change?
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