I've been in active recovery from workaholism for around 15 years, I have more than enough money for the things I need and want, and I still sometimes get anxious during "normal working hours" that there is *something important* I'm supposed to be doing. It drives me nuts.
I fully believe that this is because the school system grooms children's *still-developing* nervous systems for a lifetime of servitude. (The human brain is not fully formed until age 25 - everything prior to that shapes *how* the nervous system develops.)
It is very hard to undo that, and I don't even know if it can be completed in a single lifetime.
When I say "active recovery" I mean I have been almost aggressively pursuing self-regulation on a daily basis, attuning my nervous system to my own needs rather than to the demands of a predatory economy that runs on self-abandonment.
The main thing children learn at school is self-abandonment. So that's the primary task of deschooling, unworking, etc - learning how to claim responsibility for ourselves and care for our needs and wants as if our lives, and the future of humanity, depend on it. They do.
For me it's a hand on the heart, a reassuring word or two, allowing tension to release and grief to flow in the form of tears that have held back like they were waiting for a hall pass.
The most important unlearning doesn't happen in a library - it happens in our bodies, and both the process and the reward is being able to just sit with ourselves and do nothing.
The more 'nothing' we do, the less our children will have to struggle with it. And if we do 'nothing' enough, maybe *their* children will never know stillness as anything other than joy.
"Mystery Achievement
Don't breathe down my neck, no
I got no trophies on display, I sign them away
I mean what the heck
All of your promises
Don't fill me with pride, no
I just want to get out on the floor
And do the Cuban Slide, Slide, Slide, Slide
But everyday, every night time I find
Mystery achievement, you're on my mind, on my mind
Everyday, every night time I feel
Mystery achievement, you're so unreal
Mystery achievement
Where's my sandy beach, yeah
I have my dreams like everybody else
But they're out of reach, I said right out of reach
I could ignore you
Your demands are unending, yeah
I got no Ts on my skin
But you know me, I love pretending
But everyday, every night time I find
Mystery achievement, you're on my mind, on my mind
Everyday, every night time I feel
Mystery achievement, you're so unreal
But everyday, every night time I find
Mystery achievement, you're on my mind, on my mind
Everyday, every night time I feel
Mystery achievement, you're so unreal"
(The Pretenders)
Something I've noticed about the way people approach solving problems is that their solution replicates the problem strategy at a meta-level. Thus, if our problem is that we turn everything into work, and we recognize that as a problem, then we work at changing that (and take note of our progress or lack of it, feel happy or sad as a result of it ...)
No way out of this, perhaps. Except maybe to just accept it and have a good laugh at ourselves.
I struggle with this constantly. Thank you Kelly!