This is another of those posts that doesn’t necessarily speak to my current state of mind, but reflects some of the things that have happened in the past. I’m currently in a relationship with someone that I really care about. I’m pretty sure the feeling is mutual. But of course, my insecurities sometimes take over and I doubt that anyone could care as deeply for me as I do them. This has been a curse throughout my whole life. Always doubting. Always questioning motives. As hard as I try, the darkness seeps into my thoughts and makes me question everything. Is he perfect? Oh hell no. But I’m trying to overlook some things that scare the hell out of me. And hope I can move past them. But we have so much good between us, that I feel a genuine hope. But this blog isn’t about my current situation. I just wanted to make sure that you didn’t think I was feeling “stupid” at the moment. At least not right now……LOL
When I say that love makes you stupid, I mean that it can blind you to things that ordinarily would stick out like a sore thumb if you saw it happening to a friend. A man that cheats, or doesn’t respect your friend the way that you think they should, would have you fuming at the thought of her giving her time and energies to. You say to yourself that you would NEVER be caught in a relationship like that. That you’d send him packing at the first hint of any kind of abuse. Abuse of any kind. Mental, physical, you name it. And yet; the woman in the situation doesn’t see any of it. Or if she does, chooses to ignore it. Sometimes it’s for the security that the man offers. Sometimes, it is because she doesn’t want to be alone. It’s truly amazing what we will put up with in order to be “in a relationship”.
I can speak with real authority on this matter. I’ve done it all. And in the process, forgotten who I really am. What my goals were. What I expected out of the relationship. I don’t know that it’s a reflection of my particular “age” group, but I do see it happen more to women of my age. As we get older, it seems that men put more demands on the women that they choose. Whereas the women seem to lower their expectations in the men we end up with. What the hell is that all about? And they feel they must, because some stupid, magic number has told them that they aren’t quite as “marketable” as they were when they were younger. What a bunch of bullshit. I blame some of this on our culture, and what it says about how women should age. We are expected to go through the years of menstruation, childbirth, menopause and all that…..and yet still come out of it with a firm body, shiny hair and skin, and have the sex drive of a 20 year old nymphomaniac. Please…… None of this happens to men. They age. Their skin sags, they lose muscle tone, lose hair and teeth. But that’s alright. They are MEN !! Yipee. And let’s not forget the bedroom. If they can still “get it up” after 50, it’s a miracle. And sometimes it’s a miracle enhanced through the joys of pharmaceuticals…thank you very much. But we are supposed to just accept that and love them, and encourage them anyway. And feel like it’s an honor to have them.
I have done some things in my life in order to please a man that I was with that have left me shaking my head. Some that make me want to slap my deceased Mother. Because she raised all of us on how to treat a man. I’ve been married more than a couple of times. And I can promise you, that not a single “ex” can bad-mouth me on the kind of wife I was. They were spoiled so rotten that it was pathetic. And in doing so, I have given up opportunities that were presented to me in my educational and career life that would have left me way better off than I am now I can tell you. They were supported and cared for so that they could pursue their career goals. And it was done in the hope that I was contributing to our future together. I was willing to pick up and move, to let job offers go, to cancel travel plans, and spend endless amounts of money so that I could “please my man”. Funny thing. They all have their retirements now. and I will be working until they throw dirt in my face. Stupid, stupid, stupid. But enough about me…..again.
I can only write this from the perspective of a woman. I could try that self-identifying as a man thing, but I don’t think it will work. But I have had many friends that are men, and I do know and understand that the knife cuts both ways. There are men that have been treated like shit by women that they have worshipped and adored. I know that. I’ve tried to console male friends that have been used and abused by selfish women. There is plenty of blame to go around. I just wish that I’d been lucky enough to run into one of those men that wants to worship and adore me. That would be great !!!
The Golden Rule sometimes doesn’t seem to apply in relationships of the heart. But it should. I know couples that I honestly envy for what they have. They are a team. They work together to make their relationship grow and last through all kinds of ups and downs. I want that. I really do. Maybe someday. but in the meantime, I’m really really going to try to be LESS stupid. I’m going to do what’s best for me. And we all should try to. In the end, it’s just like the old cliche’ says…..You can’t love anyone else, until you love yourself first. Or some such romantic crap !!
I’ve written about this subject before. But as I live and learn, I find that people and the ways that they find to connect, never cease to amaze me. I speak from experience. There are many pluses and minuses to the “virtual” world of dating and meeting people. Sometimes, I think that the old fashioned ways of meeting people might be the best. But then I remember how many people from so many different places I would have never met if it weren’t for the “web”. Hell, I’ve started and ended as many relationships through the on-line world as I have in real life. Some, I still maintain today. Others were better left to the imagination. Seems that people don’t always turn out to be who you think and hope that they are when you finally meet in person. Some turn out to be better. And that’s probably why I continue to have hope.
Gone are the days of meeting the “guy or girl next door”. No more do we make sure that we look our best when going to church or the grocery store, because you might just run into the person of your dreams. Now we project our dreams about the perfect match into some stranger that’s sitting behind a computer screen…..just like we are. We’d all like to think that everyone is honest in their profiles and the pictures of themselves that they put on the dating sites. And for the most part; it doesn’t take long to figure out that the person that they are trying to sell isn’t necessarily the person that they really are. Let’s face it, we are all; for one or several reasons, someone else’s ex. Whether it was our fault, or the other persons…..we’re single and looking. The process of healing from a bad relationship can lead us to trying to learn from the mistakes of the past. But it can also prompt us to embellish the good parts about ourselves and run down the person that we are no longer with. The old saying about it “taking two to tango” is still very much true. Keeping in mind that every relationship will succeed or fail because of the two people involved in it might make us come to the conclusion that there are things about ourselves that we need to change. That can be a scary proposition if we aren’t ready to admit that we may have had a hand in a failed relationship. And unless you’ve been involved in an abusive relationship, that you thought you were helpless to get out of, but then did, there is enough blame to go around. My faults are many. Of that I have no doubt. I look at my failures and I can tell you why each and every one of them ended. I can honestly say that I fully participated in the demise. Not proud of that shit for sure. But I’ve tried to learn from the mistakes. Some lessons have stuck. Some mistakes I continue to make. My insecurities that were ingrained long ago still haunt me. Still make me second guess people’s intentions. If you are told for long enough that you aren’t pretty enough, or good enough, or smart enough…….you are going to believe that shit. So when someone tries to tell you that you are good enough, you’re not going to believe them. After a while, the other person gets tired of telling you. It becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy. You tank the relationship because of your own doubts and fears. You also erect walls that make it more difficult for anyone to breach….no matter how sincere they might be. But I digress.
Everyone puts forth their best face when starting an on-line friendship. We put our best pictures up. We say that we enjoy things that we hope will attract others. They aren’t lies per se. But they are what we wish and hope we could really be all about. But there are some people out there that are really good salespeople. They paint a picture of themselves that couldn’t possibly be true…..and isn’t. But some desperate dummy will come along and buy the hype. I see women on some of the biker dating sites that will do just about anything for attention. Put up pictures they definitely hope their mom or dad, let alone their kids would not see. And it doesn’t stop there. They go down the road of sexting and sending videos privately because a man will ask them to. Sad really. And men eat it up. A few kind words, or compliments to women and they have their own storehouse of porn rolling in. I don’t totally fault the women though. Oh no. We can excuse men for being men all day long, but that doesn’t take away the fact that they are, in one sense predators. They feed every woman the same bullshit. Give them the same compliments, hoping that it works the same on all of them. These guys are what I like to call “collectors”. They have many women on the line at one time. Saying things to give each one of them hope for something more than just and on-line relationship. Promising to meet one day. Telling the same lie about how they are different from other guys. That they are for real and they aren’t a player. And there’s still some of us dumbasses out here that believe it.
And here is where the whole online thing REALLY gets convoluted. That guy or woman that you meet online, starts to question you about the other sites that you might be on. The other pictures that you may have sent out to others. The very thing that brought you together in the first place, is now that the thing that drives the other person crazy. It’s as though they think you should have been some kind of “virgin”. And no matter how much you try to explain to them that you’re willing to delete the whole online persona that you’ve had, they don’t believe you. I have a friend going through this right now. What a mess that is.
Because the bottom line is: We all do want to believe. We all want to be special to someone. We all want to be part of a couple. A couple that other people are jealous of. We all want that long term, fun, secure, loyal person to be our partner. And so we throw our hearts out there. And sometimes throw our morals and common sense to the side. Hoping to make a connection that leads to something more than just a “hook up”.
“Build a better mouse trap and the world will beat a path to your door”. Sounds great, but I’d like to add: “build a better mouse trap……and someone will build a better mouse”. No matter how hard we try to protect our hearts from being broken, there is always going to be someone that goes the extra mile to win your trust, only to leave you broken and bewildered at the end of it. I sound jaded and cynical don’t I? I am. I fully admit it. Can’t count the number of times I’ve been down this road. Keeping the guard up is getting easier though. The problem with that is that it’s a lonely place. Never get hurt, but never have the love that I really want. Because I don’t trust anyone anymore. And that my friends…..is really sad.
I get it. I really do. I have many friends that like Mr. Trump. I’d like to share with you why I don’t. It’s in no way my attempt to sway anyone’s opinion, but a way to let you know that maybe you aren’t thinking everything through for why you support him.
When I say that I “get it”. I really do. I’m just like you in many ways. Tired of the corruption in Washington. Sick of being told that my voice doesn’t matter. Angered about the fact that it only seems like the elites just want my money, and don’t give me any results that make my life better. I’m with ya gang ! Here’s the problem. And I think this is why Donald has such an appeal with so many.
Life is so busy. We don’t have the time to really expend the capital or the energy to fully participate in the process that runs this country. We leave that to the people that we elect to do it for us. And they’ve let us down. They have made promises to get our vote, and then don’t do anything that they’ve promised. We’ve been betrayed. And it’s finally come to a head. This isn’t the first time that this has happened in our country. Or other countries. And we’ve seen the revolutions that have taken place when government stops listening to the people. We are at that point now. And Washington is finally starting to get worried. That’s why they are trying to stop Trump. He was just a joke when he first announced that he was running for the nomination. And when his campaign started really picking up steam, they thought that he would self-destruct if they gave him enough time. That didn’t happen either. But along the way, the people that are true fans of his, have stopped asking for their nominee to give them answers on how he was going to fix the problems in Washington. Instead, they have just attached themselves to his personality. And therein lies the danger.
When Trump started his race for the nomination, he picked the topic of Immigration. And it resounded loudly with all of us. We’re tired of the illegals that come here, take the low paying jobs, getting free benefits and not paying taxes. While all of us are working our brains out just to make ends meet. But that one signature talking point of his, has devolved from what he was going to do about it, to what he’s going to make happen…..maybe.
He got people hooked at a time when they were just looking for someone to be the “strong man” in the room. He took all of the anger and frustration that the people were feeling and made his own promises. And the people believed him. And they relaxed. Because they felt that he would “take care of it”. And that is his appeal. He says he will “handle it”. He doesn’t tell you HOW. Just that he will take care of it. And we’re so busy, we’ve decided to take one more chance and believe in someone. Because he’s not part of the political class. Because he doesn’t have his fingerprints on any of the failed policies that have gotten us in this state of mess.
But, please wake up !! We can’t just have someone that SAYS he will handle it. He doesn’t give you any specifics on what he’s going to do. But one thing he makes VERY clear. And he’s done it time and again throughout his life. If you attack him, or you say that he is wrong…..he deals with you. What makes anyone think that if there is something that he doesn’t personally like, i.e. a radio show or publication that doesn’t show him in a flattering light, they won’t be dealt with? Look at his past. And not even his distant past. Just look at what he’s done lately.
And yet, his fans love him. They are doing the same thing that happened in 1939 with Hitler. They are tired, and angry and they want results. And that is exactly what is going to happen with Donald Trump. At first, it will be great…..and huge…..and we’ll WIN WIN WIN. But then, we will end up being controlled.
I chose not to let my anger get the best of me. I’m mad as hell too. But we have an opportunity to choose someone that will use the Constitution that our country was founded on to make the same changes that Trump is talking about. But our personal rights and liberties won’t be taken away if we happen to piss off the President. Have you heard Trump ONCE mention the Constitution? No you have not. It’s all about what HE is going to do. How HE is going to make deals and fix things. That will not work. Please put the anger down. It will be hard. It’s the glue that holds his whole campaign together. Don’t let the anger blind you to the fact that you are following an egomaniac. Please.
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I’ve been on somewhat of a tear this week after finding out that there was to be a re-make of “The Wizard of Oz”. Not the kind of remake that Michael Jackson and Diana Ross and others did with “The Wiz”. No, this is to be a total re-make. And it broke my heart. There are some things that are just perfect the way that they are. And this movie is one of those things. Yes, of course they can add special effects, and new, more popular actors and actresses. That is not the part that bothers me. It’s the “essence” of the movie that I feel will be lost. And all the feelings that I had when watching this classic that will be lost.
My Mom told me about the first time that she saw TWOO. She was a young girl and got to see it for the very first time on the big screen at a movie theatre. Before then, she had never seen a colorized film. I can still see the light in her eyes when she described the way she felt when Dorothy opens that door and the Land of Oz was in color. Holding onto the memories of my Mom is very important to me. She’s only been gone a little over a year and a half so I am trying to always think about the good times I shared with her. And that doesn’t even account for all the joy the movie gave myself and my siblings each year around Easter, when it would come on t.v. and we would all sit around being amazed, and singing with the songs. Now its shown on t.v. a million times a month and it’s lost it’s “magic”. But this is only part of the reason that I think a re-make would ruin this movie.
The lessons that were taught in the movie may be duplicated in the new version; and maybe for a new generation it will be the first time that these lessons could be taught. I hope so. Because the things that my generation and the one before got from TWOO are too important not to learn. I’ve read some others’ take on “finding happiness in my own back yard“. And I agree that it’s not meant literally. Yes, you can travel and see the world, meet all kinds of people, and get your heart broke by any number of them. To me; my own backyard is the place within my heart. Making myself happy. Not counting on others to do it for me. No looking at the material things in my life to do the trick. I have had money in my life. I’ve also done without much more. I will agree that the only thing that money can’t buy is poverty !! And it may not buy happiness, but you can sure rent it for a while !! But when it is all said and done, we are all still left with ourselves. And how we choose to live our lives is what matters most and will bring us the most happiness.
“Pay no attention to that man behind the curtain” What did this lesson teach you? Don’t let anyone else pull your strings. Be afraid of anyone that hides their intentions behind a “fake” persona. They are really hiding their own imperfections and insecurities in order make themselves appear “larger than life”, to gain control, or force their will on others. In this scene, Toto represents the “unmasking” of this kind of person. And that sometimes, it’s someone small that is the un-doing of these “fakes”. Yes, in the end The Wizard turned out to be a really cool guy. But he had to be forced to be himself. Allowed to let his true generosity and warm character come through. Lesson? Don’t be afraid to come out from behind the curtain and just be yourself.
The munchkins? Represent the “little things” in life that help or hinder us. Hold us back, or help us on the way. Don’t ignore them in either instance.
Oh, how I hate that they are re-doing this movie. It feels to me like a re-write of my childhood. And there is nothing about that I want to change…..only live again from time to time.
Have a heart, use your brain, and face life with courage. And never forget to be thankful for what you have.
Borrowing from the movie “Mask” and the poetry of Rocky Dennis, I decided that today would just be a list of things that make me feel good. Maybe another day for the “these things are a drag”. But not today.
Getting an “I luv u mom” text from my beautiful teenage son.
Making a nice meal even though I shopped from the “Manager’s Special” bin. I love to save a buck !!
Riding behind my boyfriend, or riding my own bike in a charitable event for a fellow biker.
Watching my puppy play with an empty water bottle.
Getting obscene text messages and pictures from my sister when I’m in a meeting.
Being able to drop a few coins in the Salvation Army kettle.
Seeing a clean kitchen or empty laundry hamper. Even though it’s only for a few minutes.
Finding a five dollar bill in a pair of jeans I’d put away.
Knowing that if you are reading this, you are thinking of things that make you smile.
FEAR–noun 1. a distressing emotion aroused by impending danger, evil, pain, etc., whether the threat is real or imagined; the feeling or condition of being afraid.
We have all been afraid at many times in our lives. The degree of the fear, or the rationality of the fear varies; depending on the situation. Some fear is authentic and it’s there to stimulate us to take some kind of action in order to save ourselves or our loved ones. Some fear is only perceived; put there by our mind. But it will also serve to stimulate us into some kind of action. I won’t talk about real fear…..there would be no point in that. We all know what to do if someone threatens us, or if we see an unfriendly dog approaching. Or we know that we are going to get some bad news that there isn’t anything that we can do anything about. These kind of situations will in themselves cause an instinctive “fight or flight” response from us…and Nature will take its course. Here’s hoping you always have a pleasant outcome of events.
What I’d like to talk about today are the things that people “perceive” as the threat, or the pain, or the evil that is headed their way. And some of the things that they will do avoid dealing with their fear. I am guilty of most of these things myself in all the years I’ve been on this planet, so I speak of which I know.
Fear of Committment: Not just of relationships, but even the simple things as in: saying you are willing to contribute some time or effort to a charity event or something to do with your kid’s school.
We will slyly look away from the person asking for our help (quickly pulling something out of our “excuse bag” saying we have other commitments, or family obligation. Work has been overwhelming lately and we just don’t have the time. Whatever it takes to get out of donating the time or effort. This response is usually followed up by whipping out the checkbook or purse and asking how much they can contribute monetarily.
Fear of picking up the Phone: Oh my God how hard this one is. So, some time has passed and you haven’t spoken to someone in so long, and you are afraid you will have to spend hours catching up with someone.
So, we put it off, and put it off until we hope that we will just forget. That rarely happens. Especially if the person has meant something to us. And maybe they call, you see it’s them on the caller ID and you avoid it. Maybe you are busy at the moment and promise yourself that you will call back later. But you don’t. And you feel guilty. Eventually both parties will forget, but isn’t it a shame that just a few minutes here and there could keep you in touch?
Fear of not being part of the “cool kids”: I have seen this one happen more times than I care to remember. This is one of the few that I can honestly say I haven’t been guilty of. But some will go along with things that they know are not true, spread gossip that is not based on anything other than someone else’s jealousy just to stay in good with people that they think can help them somehow.
These folks will go along with the jokes, or the half-truths and act like stooges rather than stand up to the bully or the liar. I can’t imagine what that feels like inside when your integrity gets eroded away a little at a time, just so you can be considered part of a crowd. How very sad that there is so little backbone to go around.
When people are afraid, they do really stupid things. They make up stories, compounding lies, all in a desperate effort to avoid the truth. Most fear is a feeling based on something that we only “think” will happen. Our reations are the mechanism that we train ourself to deal with fear. So, if someone’s reaction to their fear or jealousy is to lie or avoid the truth that become part of their character.
The first lie is hard, but as your character erodes, it becomes easier. The hard part is keeping up with the lies.
The first truth is also hard, especially if there are consequences for standing up and telling that truth. But as your character becomes stronger, telling the truth becomes easier.
Don’t be afraid. Don’t let fear make you do the wrong thing. Remember, “Fear is temporary, Regret is forever”.