Every once in a while I have emotions to just give up. I don’t mean commit suicide; I mean walking away from all that I have and all that I do and go do something else. Anything else.
There is nothing overtly wrong in my life. However, life’s routines sometime feels too much and not worthwhile to keep going. This usually occurs when there is nothing happening but the daily grind.
C.S. Lewis wrote in one of his books that people don’t succumb to disasters so much as by attrition:
“You see, it is so hard for these creatures to persevere. The routine of adversity, the gradual decay of youthful loves and youthful hopes, the quiet despair (hardly felt as pain) of ever overcoming the chronic temptations with which we have again and again defeated them, the drabness which we create in their lives and the inarticulate resentment with which we teach them to respond to it – all this provides admirable opportunities of wearing out a soul by attrition.”
This feels right.
There are 4 ways to address this;
1) Be patient and wait it out. I know from experience they don’t last. Something splendid – or bad – comes along to shake up the sense of complacency.
2) Change things. Perhaps Intuition says it is time for a shake up. Do some Self-examination and look at what truly needs alteration. When libido is sucked down into the depths, it is a sign to sit up and assess things.
3) Act on the ideations. I know people who do this and it is tempting. When they feel lackluster they get out of whatever they do. They often move. This usually doesn’t work well; they may be leaving all behind but they are taking themselves with them.
4) Change the attitude. Men and women in the monastic life literally do the same thing day in and day out; and the seasons have a familiar pattern as well. They have peace in routine. There is a name for “joy from the routine” in Tibetan monasticism, but it escapes me. It takes the negative term ‘stagnant’ and turns it into the positive form of “unchanging”.
I don’t have much success with #4. I have never done #3. I do #2 all the time and even that gets a bit dull. So I guess I will settle with #1.
While I don’t have much patience in short term endeavors, I am very patient in long term matters. How else did I get through school until I was 30?


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May 9, 2008 at 6:16 am
BentonQuest
I would write something, but it has all been said before.
May 9, 2008 at 6:22 am
BID
Would it help to just do something wild? Sometimes you have to shake things up. It’s better than waiting.
Jump in that little convertible with your hunny and start off towards the unknown for the weekend! But with the cost of gas….maybe that isn’t as much fun as it should be.
Luck to you!
May 9, 2008 at 8:30 am
"Joe"
So that’s what I’m in, “a funk”. Is that a technical, psychiatric term? Where is it in the DSM IV?
Seriously, I have often felt funked. And I know that addictive thinking that says “all you need is. . . . . ” a new hit, a new partner, a new job, a new house, a new town, a new. . . . .
But the same old demons are still with us. As Annie Dillard said, we have to ride the demons, all the way down.
May 9, 2008 at 2:42 pm
Stuart
It must be going around, I’ve felt the same for a few weeks — off and on. Usually option #1 seems to work (it’s the most passive)… but I have tried #2 and #4 to varying degrees of success. As for the never ending school thing… I’m so there!
May 9, 2008 at 6:12 pm
Robert
Personally, I like the everyday routine. I enjoy the fact that I can pretty much do my job with my eyes closed. I truly abhor challenges, changes, or new things.
May 9, 2008 at 8:32 pm
Bigg
Is that quote from The Screwtape Letters?
May 10, 2008 at 3:11 am
Mike neé Pistolotto
My funk has a color and it is blue. I sometimes have a blue funk all over my body. It is not the funk of choice, however.
An old friend once described her funk as being “life tired.” I often use that term to describe my funk when I need my husband to understand that I just want to stay under to covers for the day.
Drink wine, dance a little jig and for goodness sakes, lift that libido UP!
May 10, 2008 at 2:50 pm
Daniel
Life, in spite of the periodic shakeups, seems to just keep on going on.
I think I’ve reading to much Heidegger lately. I think that behind that veil of materiality, is nothing. As though the purpose of being is simply to be here for a while, and hopefully to leave the campground a little cleaner when I’m done than it was before i got here(to adapt an old Boy Scout saying).
May 10, 2008 at 5:14 pm
Steven
Hopefully you won’t have to “wait it out” long.
May 10, 2008 at 5:25 pm
zeph
Oh, I usually pick up and move. It doesn’t fix any problems in the long term but, the long term is just a succession of days going by. If moving will make me happy for a few years at a time, I’m willing to be a fiddlefoots.
May 10, 2008 at 10:31 pm
Tony
Get out of that funk my friend! Miss ya! Can’t believe I haven’t written a blog post in months. Life is picking up outside this whole realm. I do miss you and many of my blogging friends. just trying to make my rounds with a few of them. Hugs
May 11, 2008 at 9:07 pm
deveil
thanks for this post mr! I needed it! I’m so tired lately all the time! Big ole bear hugs!
May 12, 2008 at 5:42 am
interglossa
I think being a therapist of any sort must be one of the most difficult jobs in the world.