This weekend, amazingly, I received two. I can't think of the last time I received one regarding my work. For me, that scarcity is almost painful. One of my therapist friends taught me that competent people are always seeking feedback to make sure they are doing the job correctly or well, whereas incompetent people feel like no news is good news. So, I am often seeking information from colleagues about how I behave at meetings, give guidance to teachers, talk with parents and kids, etc. I usually feel like I'm doing a good job.
But the way I feel about receiving those compliments last weekend tells me that I have a heart-felt need for them. I didn't realize how much I was missing that positive feedback until receiving some.
I think living alone means that I don't get the positives at home that are really important. Info from family and friends is the best, more valued that feeling like I do a good job at work. And, of course, this has a big root in how I was raised. My parents virtually never gave positive feedback. I'm sure they thought it would give the big head and make me quit trying to be good. WRONG.
I hope this will be a lesson to me to tell my friends just how wonderful they are and how well they do the things they do.
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