I have
held my tongue
held my breath
held my heart
for way too long.

I just can't keep it in any longer
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If you are offended by the occasional wirty dord, obscenity, or naked truth please put on your sunglasses.

Wait.

I think you should all put on your sunglasses.
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Friday, September 23, 2011

Monday, September 19, 2011

Oh, and Another Thing

Anyone who thinks I "ruined my life" by getting rid of things I hated to pursue lifelong dreams can just EAT. MY. SHORTS.

Sunday, September 18, 2011

I Finally Understand What You Are Saying


We are sewn together.

At the time, it was wonderfully romantic to hear My Beloved’s proclamation.  He is an emotionally reticent man and I thought this meant an inequality in our affection.  When he said it, I realized for the first time the depth of his love.

Since then, however, I have given some thought to what this really means.  There is some pain involved in being sewn up.  As there is in being ripped apart.

My Beloved has said several times that I rip him up.  I had no idea how that was happening or what he meant.  How could I be doing that?  I LOVE YOU.  Angry, I accused him of sabotaging us by expecting ill will:  You are choosing to misunderstand my intent. 

Angry and unapologetic, he left. 

Then I was ripped up.

I sought the advice of The Wise Old Man.  He calmly explained (again) what a bitch I can be and not even know it.  The same thing My Beloved said.  Almost the same words.  The Wise Old Man provided specific examples.  This time, I got it.

Now that I see it all so clearly, no wonder I completely enrage some people.  Of course it is only those close enough to feel my rage.  Of course, it is only those I love.  Of course I didn’t know what I was doing.  To be aware of that would mean I would have to be aware of my anger.

To My Beloved:  You are totally right about completely everything:  I didn’t even realize it.  My anger runs the show.

To everyone else:  I am so so SO sorry for all of the times I pissed you off and let you down and blew you off.  I had no idea how my anger was keeping you at a distance.  I am dropping my self-absorbed “I don’t deserve it” bullshit this instant.

To The Wise Old Man:  Thank you for saving me at the last minute from making a(nother) self-destructive decision.

To God: Your Hand guided me here. I know It will guide me out.


Thursday, September 15, 2011

THAT’S NOT WHAT I MEANT!!!

For the second time in as many days, I have discovered that my words and my intent have been completely misunderstood.  By two of the people I care about THE MOST. 

How in the hell did that happen?

In both cases, my intent came from a place of love and compassion and kindness and a deep desire to ease (or not make worse) the burden of an obviously distressed person.  My words and actions only served to add to, not lessen, the burden.  Yes, I understand the other person was distressed and therefore could not be reached; however, I do NOT understand how my intent was assumed to be hurtful or standoffish.

I also understand what don Miguel Ruiz says about not taking anything personally; however, the same thing with two Beloveds points the finger back at me:  

WHAT IN THE HELL AM I DOING WRONG?

So I now retreat into silence because my words have only served to antagonize, not soothe.  But, before I do, I would like to state for the record: 

I LOVE YOU AND WAS THINKING OF YOU AND YOUR WELFARE FIRST WITH MY WORDS AND ACTIONS.

I understand it did not come out that way.  I am truly sorry for that.  However, it is up to you to understand and accept that my words and actions came from a place of love, not malice.

Just like it is up to me to understand and accept that I unintentionally hurt two of the people I love the most.

PS:  If I don’t know I am doing it, then maybe I AM NOT.  Maybe what you are seeing is your own projection.