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Friday, September 19, 2008

Self Help Helpin'


by Jenny Gardiner

These days it isn’t hard to find a self-help book for just about anything. As I was dusting recently--something that I need a self-help book to motivate me to do--a quick perusal of my book collection revealed that I am obviously in need of some kind of self-help.

Whether wrestling with co-dependency problems, battling food as an emotional crutch, yearning to tame the strong-willed child, or living with a neurotic dog, I’m clearly searching. At least when I’m in a bookstore.

Maybe I’m just drawn in by the clever covers, with their all-encompassing cure-whatever-ails-you titles. Or maybe the notion that simply reading a 200-page book will solve all of life’s problems appeals to me.

So I end up buying these books. When I get home, I optimistically set them next to the bed, assuming I’ll pick one up before drifting off to sleep. But then when bedtime rolls around, the last thing I want to do is:

a) Confront my problems when I’m too tired to even think about them, and
b) Read anything that involves thinking.

So eventually, when I get around to cleaning (see “Talking Dirty with the Queen of Clean” by Linda Cobb), I shift these motivational tomes onto the shelves of the nearest empty bookcase. And there they sit, safe in the knowledge that they will be left untouched--not to mention undusted--indefinitely.

If only I could glean information through osmosis, then I would have solved my problems with denial, PMS, disorganization, and the latest one, ADD. I would know exactly how to approach handling my teenaged kids so that they don’t hate me and end up in therapy one day (see “GET OUT OF MY LIFE…But First Can You Drive Me and Cheryl to the Mall?” by Anthony E. Wolf). I would know how to take charge of my life and make something of myself (as per “If Not Now, When?” by Stephanie Marston).
But instead, I feel a knot tighten in my stomach as I realize that I have failed in the first step to self-help: getting help. Well, maybe it’s the second step at which I’ve failed, because, after all, I did purchase the books. And that step is learning about the problem and how to find solutions to it. So far the only thing I have mastered is how to dust around them. And truthfully, I hardly ever even do that.

I think what I need is a self-help book on using my self-help books. Something that will motivate me to pick up one of these useful ditties and read it, say, when I’m otherwise disposed in the loo. Or in line for pick up at the kids’ school. Or while brushing my teeth at night. Maybe I just need Dr. Phil to whip me into shape. Or maybe I should just drop the self-help books altogether and pick up a copy of People Magazine to read at bedtime; then I’ll feel better learning about everyone else’s problems instead of worrying about fixing my own.

6 comments:

Ladytink_534 said...

I never bother with self-help books because they're so bloody boring but I know a lot of people who listen to them on an audio book instead of reading them.

Sleeping with Ward Cleaver said...

Yeah, they tend to put me to sleep...I guess I still need help, then? Maybe this could be the alternate use for these books--those late nights when you wake up at 3 a.m. and cannot fall back asleep, pull down one of those dull things from the shelves and guaranteed you'll be sleeping in no time!

Jennifer Y. said...

I could totally relate to this entire post!!! I,too, find most of them uninteresting and I love your idea of using them to cure insomnia. I'll have to try it sometime. LOL

Estella said...

I think your bookshelves are an excellent place for the self help books. They are tooooo boring.
Give me a book with some comedy, some mystery and some romance and I don't care about my problems.

Susan B. said...

I am the same way. However, instead of buying them i just read the parts I want to at the book store. No more room on my shelves.

Thank you,
Susan B.

Sleeping with Ward Cleaver said...

Jennifer, maybe they should be cross-shelved in the bookstores--self-help and medical section for sleep cures...
I'm with you Estella and Susan--anything to get away from the dull stuff!