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Sanditon
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Why do you behave the way you do? (pick something specific that you do, or your general behavor)
Do you find that it gets the results you intend?
How do you perceive your behavior is viewed by others?
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I'm going to pick something that may or may not be interesting to too many people, but it's something I've been thinking about a lot lately.
I love research, in and of itself. Everything new I learn sets me off into a whirlwind of activity, and I throw myself into learning everything about the situation that I possibly can, depending on available time and resources. I am, for example, making plans now for the next few years of research to expand upon what I've already learned about Jane Austen, the Regency period (culturally and historically), and about the finer points linking rhetoric and literature. Any major travel I do from now on will either focus on professional development or research, at least for the next 5 or 6 years. I've cut my spending considerably to save up for these travel costs.
Now, where it gets sticky is in how this is perceived by others. I am meticulous in research, to the point of pain. I verify everything, I have anxiety about things that cannot be verified reliably, but I also get enormously excited about finding reliable verification, especially when it's in an obscure resource that hasn't been touched in ages.
I sold off a number of videos and books to make room for my growing Jane Austen obsession (based on whether or not I'd actually used them in awhile, or whether or not I would conceivably use them again). I generally pride myself on a diverse collection of resources, but only have so much available space in my apartment.
My mother, I'm certain, thinks my focus is extremely odd, and most of the people I know ask, "Are you going to make money off of publishing any of this? Will this lead to a job?" Those questions annoy me exceedingly, for a variety of reasons. First of all, in a specialized field, you DON'T make any money until you become an invaluable resource in that area. Second, some of it is a matter of chance. And third, whether or not money is made is a minor consideration. Ensuring that accurate, well-written resources are available for others is the key, as well as indulging my passion.
I face the same thing with my job. I'm a textual editor of scholarly correspondence. The work is meticulous; we read every piece of correspondence, handwritten or typed, legible or not, to try to determine what is being said, and what is intended. Even mistakes and cross-outs are included. We research references made in each letter, and dig up people who have long been lost in history. It's good money--especially for a Humanities-type person--but most of all, it's a job that I feel is ethical and that contributes to future learning. These considerations are very important to me.
But, I'm not a scientist, a doctor, an engineer, a trauma nurse, a teacher, a lawyer, etc. My name isn't even really mentioned in anything I do. The lack of "prestige" makes a number of my acquaintence raise their eyebrows at me. For the first time in ages, I'm actually valueing fellow Humanties types because they understand my goals and my passion for this type of work. I don't have to explain myself to them. Hell, I shouldn't bother explaining to others...
But...I feel rather misunderstood by the world in general as to what I think, feel, and do. It makes no sense to many. I have no goals to own a big house, get a newer car, etc. I don't care about retirement.
And after my coworker joked about eating the last cookie for me so that I wouldn't be an old maid, I just realized that in a few months' time, I'll be the oldest female in my family to neither marry nor have kids.
I find myself growing a little more hostile as I grow older. I do not ask currently married-with-children folks if their lifestyles will lead them to any sort of personal fulfillment. I do not ask them if they feel that their personal time is scanty, or if they ever feel like getting the heck out of dodge. I feel that their scrutiny of my choices is not only impertinent, but ignorant. And I resent their implications.
My goal lately has been to make myself feel independent of their thoughts and assumptions to the point where I do not feel hostile and resentful. I want to be able to laugh off their questions, rather than refrain from making a rude answer, and then kick myself later for not being rude and nasty right back.
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