The Windfalls of Being an Affirmation Whore

I recently wrote a blog about the pitfalls of being an affirmation whore. It started something like this for those of you who missed it:

"You see… I have called myself an affirmation whore for a very long time. I thrive on applause. I will work hard to get a “good job” from my bosses. I love & become a working girl for doing things right. My morals get on my own dang nerves sometimes! I love to make people laugh. I despise myself when I make them cry or when I piss them off. I like it when other people see and appreciate how hard I try, whether I succeed or not. Is that messed up? Why yes, Sherlock, that is!!! But it is a part of who I am, like it or not."

I went on to extol the detriments of my personality but later realized there are up-sides as well. See... I can be balanced sometimes. Being an affirmation addict is definitely a reciprocal relationship. I love affirming others. I enjoy inspiring people. Causing laughter is an another addiction of mine. Inducing giggles makes me happy. It means something deep and indescribable when I have communicated in a way that touches others. When that happens and I am affirmed in the process... that is what I call a win-win, my friends!

We all love accolades. Who doesn’t want to be told they are good at something? We don’t live for the moments when someone tells us we suck! I think some people are wired to be more social than others. I am an extrovert extraordinaire. Some of my best and closest friends are darn near anti-social anarchists! They make me laugh so hard, though. But most of my friendly friends are outgoing as well. We all weave this tapestry of relationships that makes life so full and beautiful.

So... you feel free to send this affirmation whore all the tricks you want. I’ll be sure to return the favor. Then we can all get our affirmation rocks off, right? And this is the season to do just that! Tis the season to get your affirmation rocks off. I have ruined it forever, huh?