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Last night I layed in bed feeling much better about myself.
I had a moment, this weekend, where the bottle popped it's top and all the uglyness that was inside spilled out for all to see. The thing is, with me, the bottle is extremely small and I have learned that trying to keep it closed up will only cause more damage when it explodes out. This is me...this is the way I am...anything and everything about me is out there for the whole world to see. And the world had BETTER be paying attention and respond or the bottle will keep pouring out it's contents until someone stands it back upright. Some people can handle this about me...and some people, well...can not. That's life.
Now that this bottle has been spilled, I can step back and look at things a bit more broadly.
The thing that came to the front is everyone's reaction to my spewing all over the place. (Lovely visual...yes?)
Thank you to everyone who responded to both my and Scrith's post. A bigger thanks to all for not automatically putting me into the "drama queen" slot. :) Your responses and insights helped a lot and even though my main question is still floating around out there, I do now see some light shed upon it. There are still people out there that will still make me feel like a child but I know more now, so that I will be able to deal with it easier. Thank you to everyone.
Now onto a more personal note...
Through this whole thing, there is especially one person who stood out on the front line.
Not only did he listen and understand, he actually helped me spread the explosion further out. Making sure more than just a couple of people noticed the spilling bottle. The more people that know about it, the more chance for an answer to come back.
It is his acceptance of who and what I am that has made my heart lighter and much, much happier.
He has more than once taken up a battle wthat I have found myself in, fought beside me, and has won. I never thought, in this day and age, I would actually find a knight in shining armor.
I am no queen, but he has made me feel like on so many times I've lost count. And with that feeling inside me...I can say...he IS this Queen's Champion!!
I LOVE YOU SCRITH!!!!
I had a moment, this weekend, where the bottle popped it's top and all the uglyness that was inside spilled out for all to see. The thing is, with me, the bottle is extremely small and I have learned that trying to keep it closed up will only cause more damage when it explodes out. This is me...this is the way I am...anything and everything about me is out there for the whole world to see. And the world had BETTER be paying attention and respond or the bottle will keep pouring out it's contents until someone stands it back upright. Some people can handle this about me...and some people, well...can not. That's life.
Now that this bottle has been spilled, I can step back and look at things a bit more broadly.
The thing that came to the front is everyone's reaction to my spewing all over the place. (Lovely visual...yes?)
Thank you to everyone who responded to both my and Scrith's post. A bigger thanks to all for not automatically putting me into the "drama queen" slot. :) Your responses and insights helped a lot and even though my main question is still floating around out there, I do now see some light shed upon it. There are still people out there that will still make me feel like a child but I know more now, so that I will be able to deal with it easier. Thank you to everyone.
Now onto a more personal note...
Through this whole thing, there is especially one person who stood out on the front line.
Not only did he listen and understand, he actually helped me spread the explosion further out. Making sure more than just a couple of people noticed the spilling bottle. The more people that know about it, the more chance for an answer to come back.
It is his acceptance of who and what I am that has made my heart lighter and much, much happier.
He has more than once taken up a battle wthat I have found myself in, fought beside me, and has won. I never thought, in this day and age, I would actually find a knight in shining armor.
I am no queen, but he has made me feel like on so many times I've lost count. And with that feeling inside me...I can say...he IS this Queen's Champion!!
I LOVE YOU SCRITH!!!!
