I have a couple not-entirely-coherent thoughts! You are shocked, I know.
I just don't understand being praised for something I _should_ be doing right in the first place.
I've seen you articulate this in different ways before, but this specific framing of it reminds me that I have been meaning to write about something that feels like close kin to it: I get really prickly when people thank me for things that I have no option but to do. (This sometimes includes "things that I do because my brain won't let me not," even if it externally seems like there is, in fact, a choice involved.) Don't thank me for things that I have to do; don't praise me for things that I should be doing in the first place—not the same thing, but siblings, maybe.
...all of the things I want to say about both of those things right now seem really REALLY self-evident (like that they both stem from a high degree of self-awareness and higher standards), so imma let it sit some more. Maybe I'll come back with a longer comment, or just make the post I've been meaning to make about it.
(ok work just got distracting so imma come back later with the other half of my thoughts, which are riffing a bit on the not-good-enough/quiet afterwards point)
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I just don't understand being praised for something I _should_ be doing right in the first place.
I've seen you articulate this in different ways before, but this specific framing of it reminds me that I have been meaning to write about something that feels like close kin to it: I get really prickly when people thank me for things that I have no option but to do. (This sometimes includes "things that I do because my brain won't let me not," even if it externally seems like there is, in fact, a choice involved.) Don't thank me for things that I have to do; don't praise me for things that I should be doing in the first place—not the same thing, but siblings, maybe.
...all of the things I want to say about both of those things right now seem really REALLY self-evident (like that they both stem from a high degree of self-awareness and higher standards), so imma let it sit some more. Maybe I'll come back with a longer comment, or just make the post I've been meaning to make about it.
(ok work just got distracting so imma come back later with the other half of my thoughts, which are riffing a bit on the not-good-enough/quiet afterwards point)