What is Normal???
Can someone please help me? I know this is a question that cannot be answered but I ask it anyway. What is normal? What is a normal amount of sad? What is a normal amount of chocholate to eat in one day? What is a normal amount of rage? I struggle to know, I struggle to know when to say...I need help..or you need help. when I do need help or you do, should it be from a professional or should we be able to help each other as friends? Love does cover a multitude of not normal!
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posted by mimlap @ 12/05/2005 09:28:00 a.m.
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"normal" is what "they" say it is....
hee hee
"normal" is relative. that's what *I* say.
Why do you care about being normal? Is anyone normal? Or does the unknown "they" set some sort of strange standard that everyone is expected to live by?
Anyway, I guess, I feel like friends should be able to help friends but if one party isn't really being honest, a client-professional relationship can become more beneficial. Some people allow themselves to be more honest with strangers.
Anyway, back to the normal-sad/rage question:
maybe we should consider what is normal for ourselves and be willing to recognize when we've gone off our own "charts"?
[aside]
confessions of me:
some people say "um" too much,...
I think I say "anyway" too much...
What is normal? Nothing because your view of normal will always be something different from another persons view of normal.
What is a normal amount of sad?
About once a week.
What is a normal amount of chocholate to eat in one day?
1 chocolate per day. Just enough to make you appreciate it, but not enough to make you sick!
What is a normal amount of rage?
Normal....rage? Too much is when you have the desire to strangle the snot out of someone.
But the question still remains...whats normal? I don't think thats something we'll ever be able to answer.
"they" have loud voices sometimes don't "they"
I don't really want to be normal but I don't want to be crazy either. Ever since, the baby, I have been waiting for someone to cart me away and tell me I am crazy and can't take care of my own kids...I have depresssion about the possibility of post partem depression....that is so me...see no danger of being normal here!
Remember that (statistical) normal does not equal "normative" (what is expected of you by whomever or Whomever has authority over you to set such a standard).
Remember too that even if one does know what is normative (what is expected), that doesn't answer the question of what the consequences are for achieving that standard (or not).
For instance, in FN hockey arguably it is statistically normal to hook someone down under certain circumstances. However, those (sort of) in charge would say it is contrary to expectations. But what are the consequences? Nothing except brief disapproval from the opposing team.
Hmm. I'll let you decide how to apply this to PP depression.
Normal is boring...
Be yourself...
But when you feel sad or rage or extreme emotion - then call your friends - and we'll go out for natchos!
My roommates bug me about talking to myself, supposedly it's not "normal". I have to think that if someone was all by themselves from walking up to going to bed, no one called, no one came to the door, would they just not use their voice box all day long?
Anyway, I like it when people admit they have quirks like that. I guess it makes me feel more normal.
Normal:
I can think of so many senses in which we use this word:
(1) What you wish you were, but aren't, and you can't quite define, or limit, or describe.
(2) What other people wish you were, but you aren't, and they can't quite define, or limit, or describe, but should be obvious to you already, if you were normal.
(3) What, as Richard so aptly mentions, the Higher Power, be it God, or your boss, or the commonwealth of Massuchussets, expects of you.
(4) Slightly thinner, younger, and better looking but otherwise just like me.
(5) A day in which nothing bad happens.
(6) Other people are have more/better [fun|food|sex|all-three-at-once] than me are Normal.
Warren
Warren
You are exactly right on all counts..you were able to articulate the thoughts I had in my head...how do you do that?
hmmmm must be all those hindi films making you into more of a poet then you already were...
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