The Healthy Compulsive Project

Vacationing can be a trial for perfectionists, obsessive-compulsives, and Type A personalities. Things rarely go according to plan, and the struggle to let go can be difficult. This episode includes two blog posts:  A Short Guide to Vacationing for Workaholics, Compulsives, and Type A’s, and There Will Be Roosters: A Personal Story about Obsessing. 

What is The Healthy Compulsive Project?

For five years The Healthy Compulsive Project has been offering information, insight and inspiration for OCPD, obsessive-compulsive personality, perfectionism, micro-managers and Type A personality. Anyone who’s ever been known to overwork, overplan, overcontrol or overanalyze is welcome here, where the obsessive-compulsive personality is explored and harnessed to deliver what it was originally meant to deliver. Join psychotherapist, Jungian psychoanalyst and author Gary Trosclair as he delves into the pitfalls and potential of the driven personality with an informative, positive, and often playful approach to this sometimes-vexing character style.

A Short Guide to Vacationing for Workaholics, Compulsives, and Type A’s
July 21, 2018 Posted by Gary Trosclair
Vacations are no vacation for people who are compulsive, workaholic, or Type A. If any of these describe your personality, it might take you more effort to relax and enjoy a vacation than to stay at the office and get things done. Why bother?

Contents

Vacationing for Workaholics: The Efficacy of Rest
Don’t let your need for control ruin the vacation for you and everyone with you.
Don’t wait until problems gets fixed to enjoy what’s there.
Slow down: seek quality, not quantity.
Detox from your work addiction.
Substitute Presence for Productivity.
Re-inhabit your body
Recall what’s most important to you.
Vacationing for Workaholics: The Efficacy of Rest

Here’s a scientifically proven fact that could inspire you to loosen up for a little while: time away from work helps us to be more creative and productive.[i] Rest is just as essential to doing good work as persistence. Really. Your brain doesn’t stop working on a problem if you lie in a hammock for 11 minutes. In fact, you’re actually more likely to come up with a solution to that snag you’ve been blocked by if you give it a rest.vacationing for the workaholic

Once you stop focusing on the problem consciously, an entirely different part of your brain springs into action to work on the problem. And according research done by Ap Dijksterhuis at the University of Amsterdam, it often reaches far better solutions.[ii] So, ironically, if you don’t take time for R and R, you miss an opportunity to boost your productivity.

But for people who are compulsive, workaholic or Type A, it’s hard to trust that if the ego stops trying to manage everything, other parts of your psyche will step up and do a better job.

Take vacations (for example). We’re set up for failure in this area: we’re programmed to control and produce—neither of which cohabit well with vacation. Travel is infamously and deliciously unpredictable, and it’s hard to let go and enjoy what there is to enjoy when things don’t go as planned. And it doesn’t seem like you’re getting anything done on vacation, which, let’s admit it, has become a little too important.

But perhaps worse, compulsives can become critical of their own struggle to chill out. “I know I should be enjoying myself, and I’m not, so I’m failing….Again.” Which is about as helpful as using kerosene to put out a fire.

So here are some pointers for making the best of your time off:

Don’t let your need for control ruin the vacation for you and everyone with you.
Be with whatever is happening. Something will go wrong–I guarantee it. And it may feel like the worst possible thing that could go wrong. Still, that’s no excuse to spoil the whole vacation obsessing about how unfair it is, or what you did wrong in planning, or how someone else’s sloppiness or laziness is keeping it from being perfect. It’s raining, the wi-fi is out and your rental car has gone on strike. Insert your favorite expletive.
But with the right attitude it can still be a good situation. It’s not what happens that counts; it’s your reaction to what happens that counts. You will laugh about it someday.
Don’t wait until problems gets fixed to enjoy what’s there.
Compulsives like having things resolved. Sorry. It’s going to take 36 hours for your luggage to arrive. That’s 69.7 percent of your vacation and believe me, those airline execs are not going to feel one bit of your pain no matter how much you stew about it. How are the mojitos at the bar?
Slow down: seek quality, not quantity.
Beware of trying to do EVERYTHING in the limited time you have. You won’t be able to see every waterfall, go on every ride or visit every bakery in search of the perfect red velvet cupcake while you’re there.
Savor what you are able to do and see…And eat and drink.
Detox from your work addiction.
You may well be addicted to work, and like any other addiction, when you try to stop you’ll experience withdrawal. Expect it to be very uncomfortable….At first. You’ll get past it.
If you must work, compartmentalize it. Limit calls or emails to a particular hour and then leave it. Put your phone away. If you insist on doing some sort of work or having a project, work on not working. Take the reins of your compulsive energy and make relaxing your destination.
Substitute Presence for Productivity.
In order to let go of control and productivity you’ll need to put other things in their place.
Savor the small things with all five senses. The smell of the air. The temperature. Textures—sand, smooth rock, the wooden tabletop. The sound of the breeze in the trees. The colors of buildings, water, leaves, and, the eyes of your friends or family.
Re-inhabit your body
I’m going to make an educated guess here that your body is more of a vehicle than a temple for you. You use it to get somewhere rather than enjoy the ride. You’ve been leaning so far forward to be productive that you’ve actually evacuated your own body.
Try to get back inside. Take hot showers and baths. Enjoy stretching. Use progressive muscle relaxation. Exchange massages with your partner. Slow down enough to notice your in-breath and out-breath.
Recall what’s most important to you.
Clarifying your priorities is one of the most important things you can do to move toward the healthier end of the compulsive spectrum. Unhealthy compulsivity is caused fundamentally by a very skewed sense of value and meaning. To start, ask yourself why you’re taking this vacation. This is also a good time to think long term: what are the things that are going to make your life really satisfying?
Vacation is a great time to experiment with letting go of the constant ego chatter about what you think needs to be done, and instead listening to other parts of you that call for something more fulfilling. You have a chance to trust that if you allow the controlling ego to let go and rest, other parts of you will make your life richer and give you better direction.

If you struggle to achieve any of these bullet points don’t get down on yourself. You’re a work in progress. Accepting the realistic limitations of being humanly imperfect is part of The Healthy Compulsive Project. And that’s a challenge you can enjoy.

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[i] Alex Soojung-Kim Pang, Rest: Why You Get More Done When You Work Less (New York: Basic Books, 2016).

[ii] Ap Dijksterhuis, “Think Different: The Merits of Unconscious Thought in Preference Development and Decision Making,” Journal of Personality and Social Psychology 87, no. 5 (2004).
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There Will Be Roosters: A Personal Story about Obsessing
March 3, 2023 Posted by Gary Trosclair

Obsessing occurs when the capacity to focus and solve a problem by thinking runs into an emotional obstacle, a feeling we don’t want to face. The thinking process gets derailed and stuck in recurring loops. Here’s an example of this happening to me and how I handled it.

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It’s four a.m. on the first morning of my winter vacation. I’ve been looking forward to this for ten months. I’m sleeping in the cottage we’ve rented, and just outside my window the roosters go off. Or on. Whatever. Lots of them making lots of racket, and I begin to make my own racket in my own head. I’m obsessing.

Already my vacation is imperfect. I should have known there would be roosters. I wasn’t compulsive enough in my research. Now it’s out of my control. And now I’m failing to be a healthy compulsive. Shame.

Ideally, I’d focus on how lucky I am to be here and welcome the rooster chorus as local color. But that’s not always how my mind works. When I can, I like to fix things. But there’s no way to fix this. That would take getting out of bed and confronting a possibly aggressive animal. My chances of success would be slim, at best. I don’t think roosters speak English. At least not here.

My best hope is to find a different way of thinking about it.

Contents

The Battle Between the Roosters, Mr. Smith and My Obsessive Self
Mindfulness: Listening to the Music of the Roosters
Noticing and Accepting the Feelings We’d Rather Avoid
Letting Go: Smile, Release
Substitutions: Putting Something Finer in Place of Obsessing
Giving Meaning to the Little Battles
Move It
The Diagnosis and Symbolism of Roosters
Post Meridian Postlude
The Battle Between the Roosters, Mr. Smith and My Obsessive Self
Which won’t be a cakewalk, but rather a battle. It’s like a martial arts scene from The Matrix; just when I think I’ve finished off the arch-enemy Mr. Smith by promising myself vehemently that I’m not going to obsess anymore, dozens more Mr. Smiths come charging back at me, obsessively resurrecting and geometrically multiplying.obsessing

Why do there have to be roosters outside my window anyway? It’s not fair. They said nothing about this charming alarm in the Air B&B description. Worse, I shouldn’t be obsessing about something so trivial. It’s in bad taste.

But the Mr. Smith-like thoughts keep coming at me, attacking both the roosters and my psychology, all the time maintaining their cool, reasonable, uber-confident demeanor.

By way of contrast, my wife finds the crowing comforting. Reminds her of her pet rooster George. I have no such memories to rescue me.

Yet, I decide to persist. I can’t afford to lose this battle. It’s not just that I don’t want to ruin my vacation obsessing about all the different metaphorical roosters that will pop up when I’m supposed to be restoring myself. It’s a bigger, more existential battle.

The fact that the whole rooster debacle should be trivial is not lost on me. The fact that I don’t experience it as trivial is just what keeps it from being trivial. My reactions to the roosters are just one example of my well-intentioned, but well-off-course obsessing self. This is a battle not just for my peace of mind, but my entire mind, and I decide to devote myself, again, to protecting my territory by any means necessary.

Mindfulness: Listening to the Music of the Roosters
First, I aim mindfulness straight at the roosters. I make their roosterly intrusions an object of my curiosity. Exactly what are those sounds they’re making?

Can you notate the rhythm? Doop Be Doop Be DOO–OO! Dotted eight note, sixteenth note, dotted eight note, another sixteenth, following these percussive shrieks with two lyrical quarter notes. Most of the roosters rest silently after each call, but one of them, himself clearly compulsive, only rests for one beat, and thereby chants in 5/4 time, which doesn’t come as easily to most of us as 4/4 time. I feel a blend of admiration and empathy.

What are the pitches? Very roughly, since I don’t have an instrument here with me to check, I think it’s G-Bb-C-Bb-D-C, with the last two notes connected by a delicious, descending glissando.

Is it the same each squawk? Yes and no. Does each rooster have the same “song”? No, there are differences. One of them doesn’t bother with the first note, as if omitting the word “I” at the beginning of a declarative sentence, which is strange since they speak a lot of French here and the French would never do that. He seems to assume that everyone knows exactly who he is. In any case, he’s got a right to sing his own song.

Noticing and Accepting the Feelings We’d Rather Avoid
Now that I’ve changed my relationship to the rooster from aversion to curiosity, I can pay attention to what feeling I keep running into and trying to avoid by obsessing. Key to dealing with obsessions is to see what feeling we’re trying to think our way out of, and face it down; not to run from feelings that make us uncomfortable, but to get close enough to experience them without drowning in them.

In this case it’s not a big surprise. It’s my dear, dear old friend, anxiety about imperfection and lack of control. (Especially lack of control on vacation, as I’ve described in this previous post). But even though I had some idea that this was the underlying feeling, it didn’t mean I had accepted that I have less control than I’d like to. Mindfully studying the song of the roosters settled me down enough so that I could accept my limitations rather than fight them.

Letting Go: Smile, Release
Then, I had to let go of the roosters and my wish to control them. I’ve practiced this enough times to have memorized what it feels like: “Smile, Release, ” the fourth of five prompts in Thich Nhat Hahn’s suggested meditation routine. For me, releasing is like melting. All the muscles that had been frozen stiff return to a more natural state, discharging their supposedly sacred duty of being on guard against dangerous rooster noise intrusions.

Substitutions: Putting Something Finer in Place of Obsessing
Next I needed to focus on something other than roosters and my failure to be a perfect vacation planner and perfect vacation taker. Ideally this substitution is simple and in the present. Today I use the the faint, warm breeze, the comfortable mattress, and the sound of the ocean waves breaking on the shore.

I savor.

Giving Meaning to the Little Battles
I give meaning to the rooster “disaster” by placing it in the context of my ongoing and existential war against obsessing. It’s an opportunity to exercise all these skills and take a small step forward. Fighting each battle and achieving a little progress is much more satisfying than letting obsessiveness win. (See my post on the importance of mastery for people with obsessive-compulsive personality.)

One way to improve our mental health is to practice in less dire situations first, cultivating skills and developing resilience to handle the more serious trials that will inevitably confront us.

Move It
I decide to take action. Writing out this story solidifies my insight and serves as an example of what I’ve been encouraging readers to do in this blog and in my book; turn the obsessive-compulsive “problem” on its head.

Actually, I would argue that it’s more like putting those tendencies back on their feet where they can do some good, rather than having them flail around disturbingly, upside down. Harness the natural tendency to bring order to chaos, and use it against any disorderliness it might have unwittingly created.

Focused problem solving is not a problem; enlisting it to avoid unwanted feeling is.

If this really is a battle, it’s not the slash and burn variety. As I suggest in my book, it’s more like a campaign to take back the wheel of the obsessive-compulsive personality.

The Diagnosis and Symbolism of Roosters
We could debate whether roosters crow because they’re proud or whether they’re insecure. Apparently they crow to announce their presence to the world in the morning, and thereafter to ward off threats to their food, hens or territory. This could indicate genuine cockiness or a neurotic need for control. In either case, it’s their way of keeping order in their world.

I suspect that like humans, some roosters are more neurotic than others, and just how neurotic they are depends on whether their behavior derives from security or insecurity.

Symbolically their significance runs the gamut from virility to the illumination of new beginnings. If we extract the essence of these symbols we might come up with a new way of seeing power and strength; not the capacity to dominate with control, but the capacity to bring order to chaos in a constructive, meaningful, and fulfilling way.

Post Meridian Postlude
The roosters continue to croon the rest of the day, albeit not with as much frenzy as in the early morning. I’m learning to hear them both as a call to battle and a cue to mindfulness.

After all, there will always be roosters.