Semi-related to point 2, I often think about a quote from the end of the 4th season of Six Feet Under. One of the members of the family goes through a pretty traumatic ordeal where his life was threatened by a criminal, and has been processing it through the season. His dead father talks to him and says the following, at the climax of the final episode of the season.
“You hang onto your pain like it means something, like it’s worth something. Well, let me tell ’ya, it’s not worth shit. Let it go.” — Nathaniel Fisher, Sr.
I meditate on it sometimes, when I wonder if I’m putting myself through too much pain because it’s supposed to narratively be worth it or something.
In the late 00′s, I was made aware of the Hero’s Journey memeplex, the sequence of all Western stories, based on Campbell’s Hero with a Thousand Faces. At some point after that, I recognized that it’s the same set of instincts as the Stages of Grief—or rather, the stages of grief, when experienced as a Hero’s Journey, lead to the successful end of a particular grieving.
The first stage of grief is denial, and the first step of the hero’s journey is life in the “doomed village”: things look normal and sound normal, but something’s profoundly wrong in the world, and it’s about to crash in on the hero.
What really spun my head around was realizing my emotional traumas were imposed on me by someone whose subconscious was abusing my Hero’s Journey instinct to make me walk through his pain to slay his demons for him. After that, I was able to let go of his narrative thread and try to find where I’d dropped mine five years before.
Semi-related to point 2, I often think about a quote from the end of the 4th season of Six Feet Under. One of the members of the family goes through a pretty traumatic ordeal where his life was threatened by a criminal, and has been processing it through the season. His dead father talks to him and says the following, at the climax of the final episode of the season.
I meditate on it sometimes, when I wonder if I’m putting myself through too much pain because it’s supposed to narratively be worth it or something.
In the late 00′s, I was made aware of the Hero’s Journey memeplex, the sequence of all Western stories, based on Campbell’s Hero with a Thousand Faces. At some point after that, I recognized that it’s the same set of instincts as the Stages of Grief—or rather, the stages of grief, when experienced as a Hero’s Journey, lead to the successful end of a particular grieving.
The first stage of grief is denial, and the first step of the hero’s journey is life in the “doomed village”: things look normal and sound normal, but something’s profoundly wrong in the world, and it’s about to crash in on the hero.
What really spun my head around was realizing my emotional traumas were imposed on me by someone whose subconscious was abusing my Hero’s Journey instinct to make me walk through his pain to slay his demons for him. After that, I was able to let go of his narrative thread and try to find where I’d dropped mine five years before.