By: Marilyn L. Davis
When People Contribute – Be Grateful
We had a new member in our group the other tonight. I never expect the newest member to speak first, but always acknowledge them and let them know that they may either talk first or let us know when they are ready to introduce themselves. I want them to know that they can join in the conversations and sharing when they feel comfortable.
Each group member stated, as one calls it, “Name, rank and serial number,” which is a brief description of the length of time in treatment and recovery. Some add their jobs, or the number of children, married, single, divorced, etc., and their biggest hurdle when they entered treatment. It is welcoming for most and breaks the ice.
About ten minutes into the group, this young man raised his hand. When I acknowledged him, he talked about how he felt uncomfortable, that all the other men had essential jobs, been in recovery longer, or were house manager or Phase 2, and he wasn’t sure he belonged. He was just a “loser junkie.” Other group members encouraged him to change his perspective; to understand that they weren’t certain what he would teach them, but that he would, as we promote the idea that all contribute to learning in treatment.
Understanding That We All Contribute
“We are the sun and the moon, dear friend; we are sea and land. It is not our purpose to become each other; it is to recognize each other, to learn to see the other and honor him for what he is: each the other’s opposite and complement.”― Hermann Hesse, Narcissus, and Goldmund
Three of the men chimed in about their struggles identifying themselves when they first entered treatment. Each of them started out devaluing themselves as well, and how by making changes within themselves, they had learned that they do have value, talents, and strengths.
Our new member cocked his head in that questioning way we all do when a concept is new. Then he smiled for the first time since I’d met him. This group made me see how we rank certain aspects of a person as better or less than and prompted this piece.
Respecting Every Contribution
We’re all apples, and sometimes, one shines or stands out more than another. I was a concert promoter in Washington, DC, from 1978 – 1983. Band names that would be familiar, dinners with performers, and yes, doing drugs. However, no one came to these concerts to see me.
Backstage with a lanyard and badge around my neck, I belonged; I was important.
That importance faded when a band manager asked me for directions to the restroom or to demand more refreshments in room number so and so, without any thought as to whether it was convenient for me or a cursory, “Thank you.”
It would have been easy to get a resentment or negative attitude and reply with a sarcastic comeback like, “Don’t you know who I am? I’m the promoter, not a servant.”
Who Contributes What? Does It Matter?
If I continued with the resentful rant, I could counter with: I am the reason your band is performing tonight; without my hard work – securing the venue, advertising the event, setting up a radio interview for your group, finding transportation to the radio station, and eventually picking out only the red and yellow jelly beans for the band’s dressing room, you would not be here.”
Instead, I processed that I completed my job– the band was here.
Now it was their manager’s job to ask for more of those red and yellow jelly beans.
Why Do We Get So Irritated About Our Roles in Life?
Sometimes our role in a project at work, home, or socially is an ancillary or secondary function and responsibility. I think about an understudy for the leading actor. They have to learn the lines, rehearse on a closed stage with only the other subordinate players in attendance. They may or may not ever get to perform in front of the live, paying audience unless something drastic or unforeseen happens to the leading actor.
Still, they are ready, available, and willing to step in at the last moment to save the day. That is a role to be proud of; they are the Theater World’s Emergency Responders – a new title I just made up, but it does have a catchy ring.
Button, Button, Who’s Got the Important Button?
Which is more important - the buttons, zipper, or the thread that holds our shirts, pants, and dresses together. They are all different, and each contributes. It's the same in our recovery Click To Tweet
I was the Executive Director of a women’s recovery home that I opened in 1990 and ran until 2011. Rather than being jealous of a title, or feel less than because we don’t have one, sometimes inquiring about the title’s functions and responsibilities might help you not be so enamored or intimidated by the label. I will tell you what my job entailed:
- Court appearances as an expert witness
- Cleaning the toilet after a resident got sick
- Cooking dinner for 75 people at a Completion Ceremony
- Balancing the checkbook
- Providing group facilitation
- Making a bed when a resident left
- Buying groceries for 17 women for a month – at least eight carts
- Creating a clinical psychiatric experience for 4th year nursing students
If you review the list, there are certainly some that look praiseworthy. However, some of the others do not. Except, that is what my job required at times.
If I Am Salt, Then You are the Enhancing Pepper
During the celebration of 20 years of operation of the recovery home, I made it a point to discuss all the people who made the house a reality. I knew that I had not done all the work by myself. From an newspaper article: “Marilyn Davis wants you to see what you’ve helped to create. Davis, who founded the North House residential recovery home for women on North Avenue more than 20 years ago, had tears in her eyes Wednesday when she thanked each segment of the community that has made the home possible.”
I also knew that there were times that, as the responsible Executive Director, I would have to do things that facilitated the operation, not enhanced my ego.
I like recognition, acknowledgment, and appreciation just as much as the next person does. However, I have learned not to base my sense of self-worth on how much credit I get for a job requiring more than just my efforts. Click To Tweet
The house is no longer open. Nevertheless, closing opened up new opportunities for me to write more, speak more, and interact with recovering people worldwide, all without a title and often without financial compensation.
It has been personally rewarding and affirming work, and I believe that my contribution to the “Recovery Works” movement is helpful.
View Your Contribution as Unique and Necessary
When you step back from wanting praise, glory, or credit and realistically look at how anything comes about, you can learn to value your contribution and what others contribute to make anything work.
Without your unique approach, your comments, or your work, the project would not be the same. Your contribution made it special, whether you get credit or not. Learn to value your contributions for their sake, not merely because you get external rewards.
I hope you value your contributions today and take pride in them.
I would also hope that you honor those who do their jobs well and improve your life.
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