to the familiar again. This time, however, I am quite aware of the soul-searching I need to do, and the only way I can do that is through no expectations. No more secrets. My emotional journey is for my eyes only. In time and in everything, there is a purpose, and I shall find it soon enough.
I’ve returned
Written by admin on May 23rd, 2010We accept the love we think we deserve
Written by admin on July 5th, 2009They say that when we end relationships, we revert to the first relationships we ever had — those with our parents. And if that relationship was beautiful and wonderful, we miss our parents dearly. And when that relationship was abusive, we begin to feel the pain and grieve from that past memory. It may be obvious what has occurred if I’m talking about relationships ending.
I ended a relationship I was in for over two years. As much as I loved that person dearly and yes, there were beautiful moments in it, there was still unlove. I’m not at a point where I want to discuss it openly, but I do think that the title is true. We do accept the love we think we deserve. And I deserved better. I knew I deserved better and yet, for some reason I could not let go. It does make me wonder if I held onto this relationship being mistreated because it was my internal fight. Because if someone mistreated me and they finally change and love me the way I should be, my parents could change.
So I ended that relationship because I wanted change. I wanted to be treated better because I deserve better. Self-esteem is not what many would think it is. It’s really how we let other ppl treat ourselves. Even though I am confident, it became painfully apparent that I do not have high self-esteem. I still suffer from the painful rationalization that I am not a good person, not worthy of anything, and yet, it’s anything from true. I’m very accomplished, accepting, and kind. Still, I carry a wound that I do not know how to fix, except with time and help.
So I end this entry, realizing I have not said much. I’m still unsure of what I feel. It’s a mixture of hope and sadness. A somber feeling of how I was treated with the knowledge I should not have been treated that way. I’m still in conflict with how someone that loved you so much, that should have loved and treated you well, could possibly mistreat and disrespect you. Is it the luck of the draw for parents? And then, is it the choices we make down the road to reinforce that forever trauma in our minds. Our child-like, fragile minds, attempting to find peace.
Yet, somber acceptance is one more step in the right direction. I know I will be a stronger person and I know I will eventually make the right choices and surround myself with the people that treat me the way I deserve.
I accept the love I think I deserve. As I make my way through this personal journey of mine, I now see hope and love that I once thought was not there.
Light and love.
25 Things
Written by admin on July 5th, 2009I made this once upon a time and I found it among my many notepad entries. And well, what the hell. Reading it makes me remember who I am and I smile at that.
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I have a a level 80 protection paladin on WoW named _________. I unsubscribed so she’s actually lost in hyperspace, alone and cold. *edit: I restarted WoW several months ago and she’s no longer alone and cold. In fact, I now have a level 80 mage, who I play more. So I guess she is still is alone and cold. o.o
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I sleep with a night light. I have no problem walking into the dark, but sleeping in it is another story.
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I’ve been to Vietnam four times.
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I hate, hate airplanes, but if I do have to ride in one, my favorite seat is 3F. If we are ever on a plane together and we’re about to crash into water, please find me. I can’t swim
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I have never been to my college’s Basketball games (they’ve made the dance several times) and don’t intend on going anytime soon.
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Everytime I go to a bookstore, I end up buy a lot of books and more than likely will not read them until years later.
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When I was a kid, I wanted to be an astronautical engineer, but I realized I hated physics and have horrible motion sickness. So instead of watching everyone before me go up in space, I changed careers.
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Every time I see Daniel Craig, I remark how chiseled he is outloud, even if I am alone.
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I love supernatural television series like Supernatural, Fringe, Buffy, and Angel.
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I got Bells Palsy last summer while I was interning at a large law firm and going home to plan my sister’s baby shower. I didn’t regain function of the right side of my face for over 1.5 months.
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I have a thyroid disorder, meaning someday, I might have to remove my thyroid, but most importantly, I will take thyroid hormones for the rest of my life. Let’s hope the pharmaceutical company never goes out of business because adjusting doses or different medicines takes >4 weeks to work and I go through the cycles of losing hair, having itchy skin, and hot/cold flashes…basically menopause.
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I’ve been to DisneyWorld..Yayyyy!
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I got a witness award in mock trial for playing a 13-year-old kidnap victim who cried on the stand.
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I can make balloon animals. Want a dolphin hat?
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When I was a little girl, I was afraid of going upstairs by myself in our second home. I thought there was a little girl named Emily in my closet; she’s probably still there.
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At my current home in Boise that was less than two years old, odd things would happen in the night. For nights, my smoke alarm would start chirping when I went to bed. After a couple days it stopped, but then the smoke alarms in the garage below started going off. I ignored them, until the garage doors started going off. I’d wake up, go downstairs, and watch all three garage doors open and close by themselves. My parents thought I was crazy.
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I watched Chucky when I was 6/7 years old and am forever scarred. I hate and cannot stand dolls. My poor future child will never have one and if I do, I plan on locking them in their toy box every night.
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For a period in my life, I used to sleep with rosemary under the bed and bowls of water at the foot and head of my bed.
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I have two rabbits. It took 3 days for me to decide to name the male one Walter, because his forehead scrunched up when he ate. It took 5 minutes to name the female bunny Annabelle when I unconsciously yelled, “No, Annabelle!” when she tried to tip over the trash can.
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I used to be obsessed with John Malkovich, David Morse, and Batman.
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I used to be a skater punk in junior high. I hung out with skaters, wore huge pants, long shirts, and dyed my hair blue/green. I wore way too many metal jewerly that I developed an allergic reaction to metal after 1.5 years.
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I once got sick while boarding a plane from ________to TN for mock trial. I had penicillian in my system and apparently it didn’t mix well with my dramamine. I suffered an anxiety attack while walking to my seat at the back of the plane and almost collapsed in the aisle. I threw up in the bathroom and called off the paramedics the flight stewards were going to call. I flew six hours motion sick, dying, and angry.
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I love eating. I could eat all day, especially cheese with meat or crackers or apples. Mmmm.
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I dreamt about waking up in my room several times. Two times, I actually saw myself in bed. It was quite awkward. I once had a dream that I tried to leave the house by going through the ceiling, but I somehow got stuck in the ceiling…
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I thought it was a cute idea to name the fish I caught when I went fishing once. I named one Rupert and the big one, Maximus. I immediately regretted that when I stared into their eyes and couldn’t yank the lures out of their mouths because it was so cruel.
If you’re ever late paying for a bill…
Written by admin on June 14th, 2009you can always make a drawing.
I had a laughable couple moments with my present roommate. Talking about roommates all of a sudden makes me think of that one journal about roommate hate. I forget the link, but she’d post these weekly posts about how her roommate pisses her off along with old school photos of the 50’s and captions like “WTF?”
Anyhow, …during one weekend, my roommate had her pseudo-bf friend come over. Well, he had been here for a couple days before I came to find a note under my door. That note asked me to tell her friend that he should leave because he overstayed her welcome. … No, I’m serious. That happened. I had to read it three times because for a moment, I thought I stepped into the twilight zone. And no, I didn’t tell him off.
The second situation happened today during a power outage. She came home and asked me if I knew how to turn on the power, for which I reponded that it was a power outage. She replied, “Completely?” What?! I guess what I really must have meant was there was a power outage for the toaster but everything works fine! XD …not the sharpest crayon in the box shall I say.
Anyhow, I’m super excited for tomorrow being payday ’cause I’m a money-grubbing bastard like that. And well, I owe the cable company and I don’t think they’ll accept a drawing in lieu of payment :-\
Living a Fairy Tale
Written by admin on June 14th, 2009I realize that my last post was back in late April, but I don’t have any apologies. Since then, I’ve finished my final exams, spent two weeks doing absolutely nothing, and then went back to working at a law firm for the remainder of the summer. During that time, I have made several key realizations on this journey I’m currently on.
My whole life has been a rationalization about what could have been or what I thought was. I never really understood that I was basically beating myself without the presence of my parents anymore. Because when you are a child, you try to combine in-congruent truths to make everything seem okay. That when a parent does a continuing unloving act, you try to make sense of it. Parents are suppose to love you, but what do you do when they do things that are an outright betrayal to you? As a child, you rationalize; you make sense out of it. I did. I believed I must have been a bad child to have incurred such wrath, and so I went on in life, thinking that I am a bad child…a bad person. That even the simplest thing I might have done must have been the most horrible thing I could have ever done. Everything I do and believe I am becomes distorted…all because of that “rationalization” I made to protect my fragile child mind. And what is so pervasive and wrong about that is that planted seed of low self-worth continues on without your parents, without that toxic relationship. And instead, you become the very thing that destroys yourself, telling yourself that you would never amount to anything, sabotaging everything you wanted for yourself.
So essentially, the child’s mind in defending itself from such a horrible truth, will come up with the most amazing rationalizations to make sense of everything. Rationalizations that don’t even make logic sense and distort every aspect of your life. I used to believe that showing emotions was ‘weak’. That it was ‘weak’ of me to be expressive, but after all these years, I finally have come to the conclusion that is not the truth. I only believed expressing love and emotion was ‘weak’ because I wanted to make sense of why my parents never did so. My child thoughts believed that my parents must have been ’strong,’ for not showing their emotions because why would a parent be so unloving?
So I have been making tremendous progress in my therapy. I am coming closer to the truth and coming closer to un-living the lie.
I actually never thought it possible to “declare my independence,” to tell my parents what they did was wrong. But now as I get closer and closer to the truth, that moment seems to actually seem possible. I remember reading all those books about toxic parent relationships and reading about how confrontation was the last step to finally get things rolling…I remember thinking to myself that it was not possible. But I say now that it is; that if you think it is not possible, that it will be. With time it will come. Remember that it took years of abuse to make that negative voice and it will take time to quiet it.
So now, I’ve trying to find balance in everything I do. Find balance in working for the law firm, find myself, make time for myself, and remember what is important. It’s time to remember who I was before I hid away.
May you find peace in life and in everything. xoxo