Submitted by TreatThompson t3_10gdgev in GetMotivated
A big difference I notice between elders and young people is that young people have a strong desire to appear "better" than they are.
We’ll embellish truths or inflate ourselves when we’re young to try to be viewed more positively by others.
I rarely see the elderly go to that extent for validation from others, but I saw it everywhere in school and see it among younger co-workers.
Jane Harrison spoke about this well
>Masquerading is borrowing another’s personality, putting on the mask of another’s features, dress, experiences, emotions, and thereby enhancing your own… Youth, and especially shy Youth, is strongly possessed by the instinctive desire to masquerade.
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>Masquerading bores Crabbed Age. Why?
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>Simply because the impulse to imaginative self-enhancement dies down as soon as liberty to live is granted… Crabbed Age is busy living, not rehearsing, and living, if sometimes less amusing, is infinitely more absorbing. It takes so much out of you.
To me, it sounds like at the end of life, society's games don't matter to us anymore—we don’t need to impress people or win anyone over.
At that point maybe we’ve seen enough to understand what really matters.
I’m curious to hear reasons that other people come up with
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Mokie81 t1_j526qqr wrote
From one POV, as we mature, we lose that “need” to be validated for how we “appear” to others and gain the need to be validated for “who we REALLY are” and be respected for the wisdom gained through adversity and life experiences. I know for me I was greatly motivated in my 20’s-mid30’s by appearing as if I have my shit together. Life stuff burst that bubble of facade. I now don’t give two licks of lollipop what you may think of me. It’s as if I’ve swung from one extreme yo the other on the spectrum of people pleasing. Perhaps, being burned one too many times makes me stay out of the playground of bullshit. Hoping I will swing into a pleasant middle ground so I can appear to have my shit together even when I don’t feel it.