Yesterday, I knew “That’s so you!” would be today’s blog post.
That’s so me, having a post title suddenly pop into my head, seemingly out of nowhere.
But that thought, as always, came from somewhere.
Over a year ago, somebody read a description I’d written about the therapy groups I facilitate and said:
That’s so you!
Yesterday, this email went out, advertising a presentation I’ll be making in two weeks:
Anne Koplow, MSW, LICSW presents:
“Come One, Come All, Whenever! Open Access Groups at a Hospital Primary Care Practice “
Ann will demonstrate the flexible-attendance group model she developed and is facilitating four times a week for a hospital-based Primary Care Practice. This model provides group support, coping strategies, and symptom-reduction skills for depression, anxiety, and stress, drawing from treatment modalities including CBT, DBT, Narrative, Psychodynamics, and other group therapy techniques..
That’s so me, having my name misspelled (but spelled correctly, too).
Often, when somebody says to me:
That’s so you!
I’m not sure exactly what they mean. I can’t tell what they’re thinking, but I
that it’s a compliment.
When I’ve said to myself,
That’s so you!
… I have to admit that’s often NOT complimentary. In the past, I’ve told myself
you’re so
- lazy
- clumsy
- clueless
- unattractive
- immature
- insensitive
I’m interrupting this list to do something that’s so me: including this song, which I found here on YouTube.
- talentless
- selfish
- stupid
- weird,
and other negative labels.
These days, it’s so me to point out those are all unhelpful cognitive distortions.
Yesterday, I saw somebody I like at work and thought
That’s so her!
That’s Indrani, telling me she’s so
- energetic,
- fun, and
- feisty.
That IS so her!
Before I show you some other recent photos, I wanted to tell you something else that’s so me.
Several helpful people here at WordPress have suggested I get some kind of photo software to reduce the sizes of my pictures, after I take them. (It’s so me to refer you to yesterday’s post, which has more about that.) Last night, I bought an app — Camera Plus Pro — for my iPhone, which allows me to choose a low-resolution setting for all the photos I take for this blog, from now on. Why did I choose that method? That’s so me, doing something I think will be easier.
That’s so me, to wonder whether that last paragraph does a good enough job explaining what I want to communicate, and then to just move on to these photos, which are so me (and other things, too):
That’s so me, to include photos that might benefit from explanation, and then explain only a few. In this case, I shall tell you
- those people lined up, in front of CVS pharmacy, are waiting to meet Joe Perry from Aerosmith at Boston’s Guitar Center and
- I took that last photo with Camera Plus Pro.
Can you relate to anything, in particular, that you are finding in this post?
It’s so me, before I end a post, to ask some question, inviting you to think:
That’s so human.
It’s so me to wonder whether I did that, today.
Many thanks to Indrani, to Astrud Gilberto and Antonio Carlos Jobim (for “How Insensitive“), and to everybody reading this — of course! — for being so you, right now.