Psychoanalyze me: Why in the world does this embarrass me?

[Anonymous]

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Anonymous wrote:Not sure but the only way to fix it is to go get an ice cream every single time until you develop positive associations. I suggest the chocolate eclair.

I like your way of thinking

Me too. I think this is the only right answer. Get one every time they come by. My vote is the strawberry shortcake.

It would be really cheap therapy!

[Anonymous]

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Anonymous wrote:Were you too get get ice cream when you were a child?

I’m assuming you meant “too fat to get ice cream” and the answer is no, I was on the thinner end of normal.

Sorry, I meant to poor

We weren’t poor, but my parents probably wouldn’t have splurged on this, and if they did, we would have had to share one treat (we often shared one ice cream cone, for example) But I was never embarrassed by it. To this day I sometimes share a cone with DH if we take the kids out for ice cream.

Yeah, you didn't realize it at the time, but you were too poor for the ice cream truck.

Next time it comes through buy yourself and each member of your family some ice cream. Everyone gets their own treat.

[Anonymous]

Might not even be the ice cream truck. Might be the song that's triggering a traumatic memory.

[Anonymous]

My now six year-old daughter has a fear of ice cream trucks too! When she heard her first one, at around age 3, she cried and said she felt "overwhelmed". She still runs from them to this day. Maybe it's an actual phobia?

[Anonymous]

some theories.

- the ice cream truck is sort of embarrassing ITSELF in front of adults by playing a loud, grating tune meant for children in order to alert them to its presence. You are feeling embarrassed FOR the ice cream truck.

- you feel some shame around childhood innocence and some cringe like reading your old diary. Remembering how you used to feel and behave can lead to a feeling like embarrassment. Like you should have known better. Somewhere along the line, someone taught you that innocence needed to be moved past.

[Anonymous]

When are we going to put an end to this menace of the streets?

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:some theories.

- the ice cream truck is sort of embarrassing ITSELF in front of adults by playing a loud, grating tune meant for children in order to alert them to its presence. You are feeling embarrassed FOR the ice cream truck.

- you feel some shame around childhood innocence and some cringe like reading your old diary. Remembering how you used to feel and behave can lead to a feeling like embarrassment. Like you should have known better. Somewhere along the line, someone taught you that innocence needed to be moved past.

I agree with all of these theories, and the music itself is triggering and flamboyant. But we don’t need to feel embarrassed for the ice cream truck driver, because they seem to always have a line of people (at least where I live they do).

[Anonymous]

The folding towel story is interesting!

I always think of my grandfathers death 24 years ago when I do a downward dog. No clue why.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:some theories.

- the ice cream truck is sort of embarrassing ITSELF in front of adults by playing a loud, grating tune meant for children in order to alert them to its presence. You are feeling embarrassed FOR the ice cream truck.

- you feel some shame around childhood innocence and some cringe like reading your old diary. Remembering how you used to feel and behave can lead to a feeling like embarrassment. Like you should have known better. Somewhere along the line, someone taught you that innocence needed to be moved past.

I agree with all of these theories, and the music itself is triggering and flamboyant. But we don’t need to feel embarrassed for the ice cream truck driver, because they seem to always have a line of people (at least where I live they do).

yes i dont mean you should *really* feel embarrassed for it, because the music is working to alert others to its presence. It's more of a reactionary gut feeling. I feel similarly when people sing and dance in musicals. Like - yes of course for sure. But also .... eeek.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:some theories.

- the ice cream truck is sort of embarrassing ITSELF in front of adults by playing a loud, grating tune meant for children in order to alert them to its presence. You are feeling embarrassed FOR the ice cream truck.

- you feel some shame around childhood innocence and some cringe like reading your old diary. Remembering how you used to feel and behave can lead to a feeling like embarrassment. Like you should have known better. Somewhere along the line, someone taught you that innocence needed to be moved past.

I agree with all of these theories, and the music itself is triggering and flamboyant. But we don’t need to feel embarrassed for the ice cream truck driver, because they seem to always have a line of people (at least where I live they do).

yes i dont mean you should *really* feel embarrassed for it, because the music is working to alert others to its presence. It's more of a reactionary gut feeling. I feel similarly when people sing and dance in musicals. Like - yes of course for sure. But also .... eeek.

Not “eeek”, it’s “ick”. You’re feeling the ick, OP.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Not sure but the only way to fix it is to go get an ice cream every single time until you develop positive associations. I suggest the chocolate eclair.

I had this thought the other day when someone cut me off. I have road rage, I will fully admit, but it's not like I'm driving 90 and expecting people to get out of my way. I just can't stand people who act like everyone else should be inconvenienced because they want to get over a lane (especially when there was no one in front of them and no upcoming exit but they just feel like changing lanes!).

I would like for this to go away, so I had a thought that maybe I'd keep a candy stash in my car and start eating a piece every time someone did something that annoyed me so that eventually my reaction to being cutoff would be happiness instead of anger.

[Anonymous]

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Anonymous wrote:Not sure but the only way to fix it is to go get an ice cream every single time until you develop positive associations. I suggest the chocolate eclair.

I had this thought the other day when someone cut me off. I have road rage, I will fully admit, but it's not like I'm driving 90 and expecting people to get out of my way. I just can't stand people who act like everyone else should be inconvenienced because they want to get over a lane (especially when there was no one in front of them and no upcoming exit but they just feel like changing lanes!).

I would like for this to go away, so I had a thought that maybe I'd keep a candy stash in my car and start eating a piece every time someone did something that annoyed me so that eventually my reaction to being cutoff would be happiness instead of anger.

That's a lot of calories.

[Anonymous]

Maybe your parent made you order your own ice cream from an ice cream truck and it was your first experience ordering something. The Good Humor man couldn't hear you over the loud music, so you had to repeat yourself several times, probably blushed, and it was so embarrassing you still get embarrassed to this day when you hear the music, but you were too young to remember it.

[Anonymous]

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Anonymous wrote:Were you too get get ice cream when you were a child?

I’m assuming you meant “too fat to get ice cream” and the answer is no, I was on the thinner end of normal.

Sorry, I meant to poor

We weren’t poor, but my parents probably wouldn’t have splurged on this, and if they did, we would have had to share one treat (we often shared one ice cream cone, for example) But I was never embarrassed by it. To this day I sometimes share a cone with DH if we take the kids out for ice cream.

You share a cone? Hmm.

Come on, this is not strange. I don’t want a whole ice cream cone because… I just don’t. In what world is it weird to share an ice cream cone with your spouse?

It actually is very strange to share an ice cream cone with your spouse when you go out for ice cream with the kids. I also noticed that you’ve said you’re not fat twice, when no one has asked. Do you have a lot of feelings around foods, or “junk” foods? Do you ever binge on ice cream? Would it embarrass you for people to see you indulge? Could it be something along those lines?

Actually, no, it's completely normal.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Sharing an ice cream cone is gross.

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