Unfawning: Finding Affection for Participation Trophies

Join me on Wednesday, November 4th @ 12pm MST for a deep conversation about fawning and unfawning in ordinary life with Laura Millard. Laura is a mother, wife, daughter, sister, friend, writer, avid reader and brave soul.

If you’ve been following this series on fawning and are eager to get to the remedy for this crippling trauma response, I have some tough news—the process of unfawning really sucks. I know that’s not a very clinical statement but there’s just no truer way to say it!

Unfawning is a brutal process. It’s rife with loss and self-doubt. It takes a dump truck load of courage to step into and when it goes really, really well it feels “meh” at best. In the aftermath is an ick that can linger for hours or even days. Don’t get me wrong—it’s powerful, life-changing and opens a portal to incredible freedom but it doesn’t feel victorious. If you were that kid who turned up their nose at a field day participation ribbon because you had been fantasizing of winning the 50 yard dash, buckle up. This is going to be a rough ride.

Though I have only been consciously learning how to unfawn for about six months, I’ve been dabbling with it my whole life—even before I knew what I was doing. And the results aren’t really a five star review.