Sunday, March 15, 2009

Decisions shape your destiny.

All the decisions you have made throughout your life have brought you to where you are today.  That's powerful when you think about it.  In other words, you manage your life by the decisions you make.

If you let others make decisions for you, then you're giving them the key to your destiny.  That key is yours!  You were born with it.  It is your way to take charge & take control.

You're responsible for your life & you need to be in the driver's seat, especially when it comes to the decisions that affect your future.  So, look to yourself first.  Look to others for guidance, but ultimately there is no one better than you to decide what's best for your life journey.
 

Someone Else's Problem



Category: Romance and Relationships
This is for someone who needs it right now...

It started so beautifully. He was the most romantic man she'd ever met. He sent flowers, showered her with compliments, gave her plenty of attention. Things were smooth sailing...for the first few months.

Then they had their first fight.

No big deal. Every couple fights. But as she stood there, listening to him yell at her, she saw a side of him she'd never imagined possible. Gone was the kind, caring man she'd fallen in love with. In his place was a man who was getting unreasonably angry over a simple thing. He was shouting at her even after she'd stopped arguing back. Even as tears streamed down her face. This could be a deal-breaker.

Through him, she learned how words could hurt. But she loved him and he was usually so kind. It was just a fight, as every couple has. She just had to work hard to keep him from getting so angry next time.

After it was over, he apologized. He knew he'd hurt her and he'd try to be kinder from now on. She forgave him, but the wound was there. Gradually, it began to heal as he returned to his kind, romantic self. How could someone so gentle, so loving, be the same person who had shouted at her? She must have imagined it.

Then one night it happened again. She said something that angered him and he snapped. Her tears seemed to break through his anger a little, but for some reason he thought they were a ploy. He didn't understand how much his words hurt her. He didn't understand that his words left a scar she would have for the rest of her life.

More fights. Most of the time he was fine, but the bad times began to weigh her down during the good. Soon, he was resenting her for even being around and she was desperately clinging to the memory of what they once had been. She would cry and he'd tell her to just stop crying. He'd tell her to shut up. He'd condescend to her and try to make her feel lesser than him when all the time...

She was so much more.

She knew she should leave but she had invested so much time, how could she just walk away?

Finally, one day, she reached her breaking point. She walked away and with each passing day, she began to heal. Despite the many horrible things he'd said to her, she knew she was a beautiful, intelligent woman and she'd be fine on her own. Although she missed him, she felt free from his mood swings. Free from his hurtful words.

Soon she found herself being showered with attention from single men. How could such a wonderful woman still be single? they would ask. Her spirit came back, stronger than ever, and she wondered how she could have ever let someone talk to her that way.

And then it happened.

He found someone new.

He showered the new girl with romantic words. He was kind to her, just as he'd been in the beginning of their relationship. She wondered if the girl knew what her future held. She wondered if maybe this time it would be different. Maybe she -- and all the others who had come before her -- had just brought out the worst in him. Maybe the new girl was stronger, better at loving him. Maybe she wouldn't put up with being talked to that way and walk away the first time it happened. Or the second. Or the third.

But it didn't matter. She looked around at her new life, at the new friends she'd made and the strength she'd found in being on her own. This was her life now. Her life was filled with laughter and happiness and fun. No longer did she have to worry what mood he'd be in when she came home that night. No longer did she have to walk on eggshells for fear of angering him. She was free and now...

Now he was someone else's problem.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Where did my optimism go?

Most people that know me know that I almost always find good in anything, even if I have to twist things around a bit & make it up.  Well, after yesterday, I'm wondering where to find the good. 

Never before have so many things came crashing down around me in a single day.  The last time this many things went haywire they were spread out over almost 2 months & that one drove me completely nuts... just ask the people that were close to me.  I am at the end of my rope & don't know what to do next.  Last night it took me over anhour to drive from my mom's house back to Jefferson because it was too damn hard to see through the tears & in the dark.  

That person that used to be there for me when I needed somebody there is gone.  Even though I got past the blaming me part surrounding his accident, it's still hard to swallow when I think about why he was coming home in the first place.  The person that I've turned to since then for support, reassurance, a shoulder to cry on, a voice of reason, those words of encouragement can't help me right now because one of the world crashing blows yesterday involved the loss of his daughter & his wife being put in ICU in critical condition after an automobile accident.  Nobody else has ever stuck with me like they always have.  Nobody else has ever wanted to be there for me like they have.  Nobody else has ever even wanted to know the real me like they have.

I feel like I have destroyed some, most, of the most important things in my life.  I have failed at some of the most basic &  primitive tasks.  People from the caveman days most likely did better than I have.  

#1)  Seems that I have destroyed yet another marriage.  Even after trying & giving everything I could think of to give, nothing seemed to work.  Everything always went back to crap.  Now I can't even make myself want to give or try more.  I just feel so far away from how I should feel.  All I wanted was to be happy.  All I wanted was to be "me" again.  I was tired of being that person I had become that did everything just to keep the peace in my house.  Yes, I was able to do it, somewhat... I didn't do a very amazing job of that either, but doing that only kept everybody else satisfied... it made me miserable inside because I wasn't being "me" - I was being that person I felt I had to be.  I used to be "me"... in the beginning of this marriage I was "me"... back then, "me" was what he wanted... but now, "me" just seems to tick him off.

#2)  I am anemic again & my blood sugar is all out of whack.  Most likely all due to the fact that I've lost a whole lot of weight (don't even want to go into #'s here, but I'm talking about 4 sizes worth) in the past several months.  I am back into 1's, so I only have 1 more size to go before I run out of sizes.  I am smaller now than I was at the beginning of the marriage I screwed up... actually I think I would be borderline smaller than I was before that first screwed up attempt at marriage.  The smaller I get, the more problems I have with iron & blood sugar issues.  I'm back on iron pills & am supposed to be eating something every 2 or 3 hours.  I can handle the pills, but it's hard to eat when you're not hungry... same as it's hard to sleep when you're not sleepy.  And sleepy & tired are 2 completely different things.  I am tired as hell, just can't seem to get to the sleepy point.

#3)  Cody is having a hard time again.  He's on the verge of out of control again.  By age 5, he had been on over 10 different medications.  Now at 10, he has been on over 20.  He has seen about 15 different doctors & specialists.  I can't (& I guess don't) control him.  I have allowed him to act this way.  Last night he chose to stay with my mom instead of me because since things have gone haywire at home, Cody feels that David takes more out on him than he did before.  I know this because that's what Cody told my dad last night.  I keep thinking about the monsters under the bed talk & the protect your kids conversation at Skinners that night.  I have failed at being a mom to him & now I worry that I'll screw up with Camie as well.  Even worse, what if I'm screwing up other people's kids too?  I think they wonder the same thing... I don't know.

#4)  Yesterday afternoon, one of my very best friends lost his little girl in that car accident & his wife is hanging on by a thread in ICU.  As of about noon today, she had not made any improvement.  His little girl was only 7.  His wife is younger than me.  It sucks that I can't be there for him in this like he has always been there for me.  Sucks too that he can't be there for me this time too.  

#5)  Would just be a combination crap that went wrong yesterday.  Nothing major in itself, nothing even really worth mentioning & some that I won't even think of mentioning here... but that stuff adds up quicker than you think sometimes.  


Anyways, right now I'm still trying to figure out where the hell the good part is in all of this.  I'm better today than I was yesterday & last night, but at the point I was last night, better doesn't say a whole lot.  I break out in tears every time anybody says something that remotely reminds me of anything going on... even if it's about something completely different.  I put a new battery on the 4-wheeler earlier & some of the #5 stuff flooded my mind.  Who would have ever thought that installing a battery was an emotional thing?

It'll all be okay in the end... if it's not okay, it's not the end.  
You will survive this, just like you've survived before... you're a survivor.

I keep running both of those through my head trying to convince myself to believe in them again & trying to convince myself that things will be okay.  I don't remember ever having to deal with this much all at once.  I should mark down yesterday as the worst day ever so far on my calendar.

What I Want...

I Want:

  • ...the guy that will text me every morning to tell me good morning & every night to tell me sweet dreams.

  • ...the guy that will hold me when I'm crying & wipe away my tears.

  • ...the guy who still thinks I'm beautiful with no makeup on, wearing sweats & a t-shirt.

  • ...the guy who won't pressure me to do things I don't want to do.

  • ...the guy that will kiss me on the forehead just because.

  • ...the guy that doesn't kiss & tell.

  • ...the guy who actually listens when I talk.

  • ...the guy who's excited all day long because he's looking forward to seeing me later.

  • ...the guy who is content to just hold me & snuggle with me even if that's all that happens.

  • ...the guy who can't help but smile when I walk into the room.

  • ...the guy who's perfectly content with staying home cuddling.

  • ...the guy who likes to take me out & show me off.

  • ...the guy who won't lie to me about where he's going, where he's been or who he's been with.

  • ...the guy who gets butterflies when he hears my name.

  • ...the guy who's not afraid to tell his friends he loves me.

  • ...the guy that doesn't care about other girls because he has me.

  • ...the guy who doesn't care about my imperfections & loves me more for them.

  • ...the guy who will hold me & watch the sunset with me.

  • ...the guy that really wants to make me the happiest girl in the world.