Friday, 3 February 2023

Of Upbringing and Mental Health

 It is yet another Friday and one on which we will all get to be treated to one of those not-so-regular write-ups on Richie Online. To be honest, this will be my third attempt at writing this article in as many months. I hope that this time I will be able to use the language that will allow me to go past the first three paragraphs without giving up and deleting the whole thing. Here is the idea. I do not want people to come at me for undermining their struggles and mental health issues when I convey my opinion. Here we go, then.

I have been living overseas for a greater part of the past year and few months. While here, I take an interest in following what goes on in Malawi contrary to what some people suggest. You may wonder how I keep up. The first way is following the news. I follow Malawi’s biggest media outlets on Facebook which means that I get most news updates before the average Malawian gets them. I also happen to be a member of two or three of those WhatsApp groups in which people are always itching to be the first to share breaking news despite the groups being for something else. Then there are those pages you must follow to know what’s going on beyond the mainstream news; Mikozi, Umatha Daily, JCK Cameras and their likes mean that I am always kept in the loop. I follow the government and the President’s pages too, so I hardly miss anything.

In late November, the President made a speech that attracted a bit of backlash. If it were not for the numerous scandals that keep our juices running, people would have been on their necks for some time. Luckily enough, something else came to his rescue. In the speech that he made at Katawa Assemblies of God; the President pointed out how Malawians are giving up easily. Ironically, he was speaking to address the issue of the rising incidence of suicide in the country. Mental health and consumer rights advocates were furious. The reasons were as obvious as you could imagine. The mental health camp appealed to the fact that being suicidal is often because of an underlying untreated mental illness while the consumer rights wondered who it was hat had put Malawians in the economic situation that was pushing them into suicide. I will park this for a minute.

Around the same time the President made his speech, I found myself contemplating on the effects of some of the role plays I did in my childhood. There was one game that we used to play in which the one who came last was called “dzira lobvunda”, Chichewa for a rotten egg. In another extreme case, we would place a stick of about 30 cm length in a mound of sand and play a game in which we would take turns to gradually take off the sand bit by bit while trying to keep the stick upright. The person who would drop the stick while taking out his share of the sand would get a beating until they completed a task which would be something like going around a tree some twenty meters away. I could give many examples, but my point is that there were consequences for losing the games, playing badly, or coming last. Even away from school, where I knew I obviously had to compete to maintain my favorite number one position, I understood that I needed to be on top of my game.

Lost in this reflection, I posted a question that divided opinion on my WhatsApp status. The question? Well. I asked people what they thought about the long-term effects of being called things like “dzira lovunda” on one’s mental health. On one hand, people said that such things helped us to toughen up and understand that this world is not fair to losers. The other people shared an opposing view, citing that the buildup of such things and all sorts of insults that some of family and friends heaped up on us could have negative impacts on self-esteem and mental health. Some of you may relate to the fact that there are parents and teachers who used to call their wards stupid or by the names of all manner of filthy animals whenever they were in the wrong. It would be fair to suggest that in some cases a buildup of such insulting words would have effects later in life.

Some of you may have gone to secondary schools where the hierarchy of students was more pronounced and where teasing and bullying was the norm. In such places, new students would always get all sorts of physical and verbal abuse. Some have argued that such abuse and trauma could also have negative effects on mental health eventually, and they make a fair point.

As I mentioned earlier, I found myself pondering on the reactions of the mental health advocates to the President’s speech and relating them to my own childhood experiences. While most of the reporting on cases of suicide is wrongly done (mostly by giving too much information on the identity, reasons for suicide and mode), one could establish a pattern from the cases. As the Malawi Police Service and literature had it, the average age at attempted or successful suicide is getting lower which means younger people are attempting to take their own lives as compared to the past. On the causes of suicide, people have cited financial problems, relationship issues and academic failure as the reasons for suicide among young people. Stay with me.

While I do not have the statistics on the ages of people who have been attempting or committing suicide, I would like to believe that some of them come from my generation while others are from Gen Z. Clearly, there are differences in the way millennials and Generation Z were raised as parents and peers were tougher on our kind than they are on the younger ones. Some who think like el presidente would argue that this may be the reason people in their teens or early twenties are giving up on life over things that the older generations could manage. While this reasoning may not go well with some quarters of the populace, others would find it to be the most plausible explanation for what is going on in this social media age. One could be forgiven for ignoring the complexities of the matter and entertaining the simplistic thinking that the younger generations’ easy early life has detrimental effects in later life.

When you think of our generation that grew up to the sound of the whip, you would wonder, then what the results of such may be. As I mentioned, some people suggest that we take the effects of our childhood physical and verbal trauma into adulthood. One person called ours “a generation of ticking bombs” with lots of unresolved mental health issues stemming from our childhood experiences. There are diverse ways in which people try to escape from such issues. Some would subconsciously try to seek approval from different networks and virtual friends on social media while others would resort to trolling others. A good proportion of our generation has anger management issues and react disproportionately to negative situations and that may arise from the trauma of our upbringing. You know those people who comment mean things on people they don’t know or call them idiots? I am talking about those.

There we are, then. To be fair, I think both the people who argue that a soft upbringing has potential negative effects have a point to make. On the other hand, those that highlight childhood traumas as a cause for long-term mental health issues are also not too far from the truth. At the end of the day, we should be asking ourselves about what’s best for the growing mind; whether it is the soft life that steers you clear of the “ticking bomb” status or the tough life that brings out the resilient future version of you. I am not sure if my own upbringing has brought in this bias, but I would like to think that the tough elements of my life shaped me into the person I am. I could say the same about my friends who have been withdrawn from college but somehow managed to find their footing through yet another tertiary institution, service provision or business. Then there are those who have somehow maintained their cool in the face of adversity; illness, relationship issues, losing jobs and all. While upbringing cannot explain it all, it surely does explain most of it.

I am not just trying to walk the fine line when I say that issues of mental health and how people respond and react to situations are complex. I will keep repeating this that no one can claim the monopoly of knowledge on how these things go because human minds are dynamic and how people respond to good and adverse situations is a product of many varied factors.

Half of the people who read these articles are raising children and I am in the other half that plans to raise some in future. I am always scared about the prospect of picking a parenting style that helps my child grow into a well-rounded human; not too soft but also not like the ticking bomb I grew up having been called a rotten egg or gotten a beating for being the one that dropped a useless stick. One thing is for sure, though. In this world we need to strive to raise a generation that understands that in this world we cannot always get what we want. The children that are coming need to know that this world is very unforgiving to losers and that in real life the medals are reserved for the winners, no participation medals.

I could go on and on, but this is enough to get us thinking about what is going on with our lives and those of the people around us. Are we carrying some emotional baggage from our childhood? How could we let that go? Do we have a utopian view of the world? How do we snap out of that into reality? More importantly, how will we strike the balance with the children we raise?

Not sure why I have been thinking about these things, but there goes nothing.

Have a wonderful weekend.

Friday, 20 January 2023

Lamentations of a Faultfinder

 It is another Friday, and I am obliged to provide yet another commute or toilet seat read. After the CEO’s speech on Tuesday, I was tempted to write about acceptance and denial; and it took a lot of energy for me to write on this topic. Well. Here we are.

Back in 2021 I received a calling to be a freelance editor and it was no less of a call than the call I got to be a doctor or that our religious leaders get to be ministers. At that point I had realized that I had a skill that other people could benefit from, so I went for it. I sat down with a good friend of mine who is particularly good at business and money making. From our discussion, I realized that there was a need for the service, and I could make more money than I imagined if I were willing to work hard and play dirty. I will explain later.

Within a week after the discussion, I called two friends of mine to design a poster or something of the sort. After minimal revisions in the designs the posters were on my WhatsApp and RK Edits was up and running. This was in July 2021. To this day, there are some people who have gotten local and international admissions and scholarships after using the RK Edits service. While it is not as much as I should be making, I have made some money from it too. That money comes in handy sometimes when friends and family have urgent needs in Malawi. The beauty of it all, however, is the satisfaction of getting a WhatsApp call from a +44, +1 or +234 number from a client you helped with a scholarship application. There is great satisfaction in seeing a company whose business plan and policies you helped contribute to and there is so much joy in seeing someone get a job or graduate from school following your contribution. You may be tempted to think that it is all rosy. It isn’t. Let me get to it.

Right from the start I knew that this work would be trouble. A friend who had a short stint in a similar venture had told me that while there was a serious need for editing and proofreading services in the country and all over, people were not willing to pay the services’ worth. The result? You spend hours and hours perfecting someone’s document and they use it. Once the fruit of your labor gets them what they want, they somehow lose their ability to remember their obligation to pay for the service and in some cases begin to trivialize it. And just like that, you do not get paid after spending hours of your time reviewing things. I have been through this several times, and ironically these things are done by the so-called friends who I know for sure will need the services again. I am talking about the same people who don’t pay but always ask you to pick the tab saying, “you are making money from RK Edits, after all”. Which money? The one you did not pay? Useless!

There is a general lack of understanding of what this editing entails and that can create problems. I am privileged to have a good client base that understands the value of my services, but occasionally I meet this person who has no effing clue of what editing entails. They would have gotten my number from a friend who would tell them of a CV guy who helps people get jobs. When they are told about how it is a paid service, they will complain saying that the reason they are contacting is that they need money which they hope they will get if they get a job. I would understand that. But then there are these cocky ones who blatantly come in and question where I get the credibility for editing someone’s personal statement for a master’s degree in a South African university. I don’t know if that is a normal question that service providers get, but I feel insulted when I get it considering that I have worked on applications that have gotten people into Ivy League schools. Life goes on, though.

The interesting bit about all this is that my work is mostly appreciated by people who can do without it. It is always that holder of a master’s degree who would come with a two-page document for review with a second pair of eyes. There will hardly be any work for me beyond moving a few full stops and comas, but they would appreciate and pay beyond my expectations. Then there are those on whose documents you spend hours. When you send their work back, they would hardly appreciate the work you have done and will negotiate the rate heavily. The painful thing is that these negotiations are not conceived from lack of money but rather lack of appreciation for the service which can potentially make them thousands of times over in monetary value.

There is another catch to this work. Sometimes you get applications from ambitious people who do not have a befitting profile for the post they are gunning for. In such cases, I am torn between letting someone know that they under qualify and hurting their self-esteem or to just doing the editing and getting paid. What I have found to be the most intuitive thing to do is to let people go through with the application which I edit at a subsidized fee. To date, there are some people who have ended up receiving alternative job offers after applying for things they did not qualify for. In the case of scholarships and university admissions, I would take the same approach too because I believe that going through the process of applying for a school or a scholarship to the end is in itself a win. The applicant learns valuable lessons that they take into the next application process. I sometimes wonder whether these are things that I just say to myself just to sleep better at night after chopping somebody’s money for editing a scholarship application when I think they are not going to get it. This work can be emotionally exhausting.

It has occurred to me that while all the money I make comes from editing, I have been providing coaching and guidance services that are equally valuable, but for which I am not paid. Here is an example. Someone comes to you asking for a review of a Chevening application. They probably have the essays drafted but probably have no idea of what program to apply for and how they should pick a UK university. Choosing a university happens to be a tough job in its own right and you help them through it, spending hours in the process. At the end of the day, you are hoping that they will send you drafts of their essays and you will be able to make a bit of cash from editing only to hear that they have changed their mind. In between the times you talked, they have realized that they are too busy to be applying for the UK things and they will be considering the next round. What that means is that the hours of coaching and guidance go down the drain. With the lack of respect for time, I am sure people who walk away from applications like that do it without any remorse. It is hard to blame them.

There is the ethical debate on editing academic work. Out here, there are guys who choose to tow the middle line between studying for a program and getting a paper legitimately and buying one from a diploma mill. These are the sort of people who have ghost writers who do all the assessments for them including the thesis. I am told that this is hot business and working on one document could cost as much as half a million in Chakwera’s currency. I have found myself wondering whether that is the sort of work I would want to get into and I lean towards a big fat NO. I feel like there are some unwritten ethical rules about the business of freelance editing and they have to be followed. If someone is to have a paper, they should earn it. On the flip side of things, the few theses I have edited have shown me an unmet need in the supervision of postgraduate students in some tertiary institutions. Here is the thing. If someone writes some things that are not up to the standard, the supervisor is obliged to point out the areas that need fixing. What I have observed is that some supervisors tell students their work is poor without telling them how they can make it better. What I pick from there is that there is still a role for freelance editors in academic work although the lines are blurred.

There we are then. The work is satisfying but it has its own challenges. In the same way we do not appreciate doctors and lawyers who we ask for medical and legal opinions without expecting to pay, some ask for editing services, with no intention whatsoever, of paying. The services you provide are life-changing but there will be people who will hardly appreciate you for what you do, and that can be frustrating. When you look at monetization, the money that comes in does not match the work you do. You get to provide services like coaching and not get paid for them when you should. The closest solution that comes to mind is that of closing shop, and resorting to doing it for free for the people who come steal your time from RK Edits in the name of friendship, anyway. Somehow it is an extreme one so I chose to take the middle line and stop advertising the service. That comes with an advantage. People don’t just come to you because they have seen a flyer. They come because someone recommended RK Edits to them, and they believe you can make a difference. The catch? People refer friends without telling them it is a paid service, and you have to look like the bad one when you tell them such work costs 25K. They leave you saying you are expensive only to find that the other providers of the same services are charging 3 times as much.

So what does one do? One raises the prices, of course. And then he begins billing people for the hours spent on coaching. Know your worth, mesa?

You probably do not use my editing service and I don’t even know why I am telling you all this, komabe chakukhosi chaphulika. I feel better now. That being said, I should mention here that RK Edits does some amazing work. You probably won't see much of advertising on my end but the amazing work is still being done mwakachetechete... despite the delayed, defaulted and heavily negotiated payments. Do try it out when you need it, but you will pay even if your surname is Kamwezi for some reason. 

Anyways. Happy weeks.