The Awakening - It's about time!
Since I began planning my wedding to the best man ever, I’ve learned more about myself than I really care to know; some good, but still, some - not so good. One learns a lot about who they are, what they want from life, what they are willing to do or give, and what simply is not up for compromise when preparing for the rest of their lives. The most important thing that I’ve learned about myself is simple. I am but a huge chuck of left-over baggage. I have completely overlooked many lessons that offer improvement and I have accepted my way as the right way for three decades. Now, though, I am preparing to share my life with one person and it is high time that I begin to be responsible for my actions and my feelings.
Many years ago I was in an eleven year relationship that shaped who I am to this day. One may even argue that I began this transformation prior to this relationship – when my father died. I wouldn’t argue that issue. However, I know that this particular long- term relationship did not do much for my jolt into womanhood. I was a victim of abuse – physical, mental, and emotional. I thought getting rid of this guy fixed my issues. But, I’ve learned that I am as far from being “fixed” as one can get.
First off, trust is not something that I am privy to. I can’t offer it with ease to others and I really don’t like being in situations where I have to be trusted. The idea of people depending on me terrifies me and the idea of having to depend on others, even more of a sore spot. It’s not healthy, I understand that. Being this way has cost me many friendships that could have lasted a lifetime. This one relationship of my life draped me in the comfort of individualism. Somehow I taught myself that there is no one – not my mother, my companion or even best friend that I would or could ever trust completely. Giving my all to this toxic relationship with little to no mutuality confused me to such a degree that I began living in a world that I created myself where I refused to need another person and I refused to commit to anyone or anything for fear that I’d be used and/or hurt – again.
Secondly, it took me years to live down the idea that I was unattractive and “fat”. Eventhough on the surface, I convinced myself that I am happy being me; I am confident and proud of who I am. Somewhere in the back of my mental psyche there stood this little girl who felt unsure and fearful. Regardless of the smile plastered on my face to hide the shame and pain, I still heard the ugliness that sang out to me during this relationship.
“No one else is gonna want you”;
“I’m not attracted to you; you’re too fat”;
“I wish you would just shut up; no one wants to hear you talk. You’re stupid”.
Although I laughed at these statements and thought that he was crazy for saying them, someway, somehow, I allowed them to create my personality. I decided that I wouldn’t try to make anyone like me since they wouldn’t want me anyway. I decided to stop trying to be fit and in shape since I was already fat and no one wants a fat girlfriend. I decided that whenever I was around people who had lively debates, I would retreat to the quiet corner of the room and hope no one asked me anything directly that would reveal my opinion. No one wanted to hear what I had to say. I didn’t want to be laughed at or taken for granted. So, I didn’t trust myself enough to know that people would be interested in my thoughts. To date, rejection is my biggest fear in life.
Lastly, and probably the one thing that can link my issues back to my father’s death, I am extremely afraid of being left. I try not to build relationships for fear that once I share myself with another friend, or boyfriend, anyone, they’ll leave me. They will abandon me, leaving me with only a broken heart and a bunch of tears. Because of this I’ve made many strides in my life to avoid serious relationships and I definitely didn’t want to partake in friendships. Although, I tend to be very close to my friends, I adapted the idea that life long friendships are myths; they didn’t really exist. This has caused me many sleepless night and teary mornings. Because, I am drawn to special people, yet, I try really hard to control my connection to them to avoid the inevitable departure that my history proved was destined to occur.
Being in love with my son, my future step-children and my future husband has made me realize that I can not continue to be this screwed up emotionally. Having strong, intelligent friends who love me and share in my life has brought to the surface my need to get pass this. I’ve placed a tremendous amount of stress and strain on myself because I have not dealt with the emotional unbalance I suffered at the hands of one man, years ago.
I can only pray that with this outburst of emotion, I am healed. I am able to love wholeheartedly a man who is definitely worthy of me grabbing a hold of the woman he knows I can be. I am praying that with this entry today I am able to accept people who accept me and able to trust without hesitation. I can only hope that I can find that girl that I was for the first 12 years of my life before the universe threw me this curve ball that has been hovering over the plate for the last 20 years – controlling me. I want to get back in the game and contribute to the “W”. I don’t want to stand in the dug out any longer hoping I don’t have to get up to bat for fear of causing an out or not getting to first base. I want to learn to take the chance and hope for the best. Instead of not taking the chance and receiving whatever I get.
Life’s too short and too wonderful to spend with this type of baggage hindering me. I am about to marry the man of my dreams and embark on the second phase of my life. I refuse to carry this emotional drama with me any further. This is your stop, get off. I’m done with you and I am ready to enjoy my new family, my friends and my new life.
Queen………….out!
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Last night, when I saw you, your fiance, and all of your children together, you all looked like such a happy family. You have truly risen above your fears, and you and your man to be have created a wonderful environment for each other and your children. They have two wonderful role models in there life who are loving, intelligent, giving, creative and AMAZING in every facet.
I truly you wish you all, my sincerest blessings.
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Comment by QueenFolayan— 2009/06/19 @ 08:58 AM — (Reply)
Sis Funmi:
On our journey towards healing we often think (based on the world) that we must do it alone; that we cannot and should not bring into a new relationship things of our past). It is this thinking that keeps love from truly loving. God brings to us what we need when we need it all the time. Restoration, uh healing is a promise from God The Father/Mother. We are someones help towards their healing as they are that for us if we allow. That is what love does-heal and restore as we allow it into our lives to do so and be so. The love you are in and will experience from here on is truly what the doctor ordered. This will be your true love salvation.
Walking in the healing that is the true work, our receiving it and knowing it just is and that Love is loving on a full time basis. We dont have to fuss and fight and or toil over the beauty of love and its healing power. It never ceases, we just block it; and you are wrapped and cloaked in it eternally as you and your Beloved continue to move into your forever and happily ever after. Blessings & Congratulations!
Collage.
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Not sure what made you think that I have a problem with your question but it wasn't straight forward. I probably do a little bit of both. What's your point? And why are YOU so angry???
Comment by Queen Folayan— 2009/06/20 @ 11:49 AM — (Reply)
Didn't you ask me the same thing about an article I wrote for JFP.....what's your deal?
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To the rest of you thanks. I don't expect you to agree with me on all topics. But I do demand and expect a level of respect on MY blog.
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Also, his attacks on me personally contribute to the idea that he didn't come on here to offer an opinon of substance, but to just see his name on the blog under comments - maybe. Not sure. But certainly not to contribute to the betterment of a fellow human being. Therefore, I'm not interested in his comments on this or any other topic.
I thank you for your offering here. I appreciate your sentiments. I hope you'll continue to follow and offer your input. Peace.
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Comment by Mos— 2009/06/22 @ 02:38 PM — (Reply)
Thank you for sharing such a delicate part of yourself. Reading your post brought tears to my eyes because it caused me to reflect on my own hurt and shame of a horrible marriage of 18 years. I, too, suffer from the lack of trust and the fear of abandonment from the many losses in my life. I married while grieving the loss of my mother, and that was one of the greatest mistakes I could have made at the age of 20. The next grave error of judgment was staying married to a man that was physically, emotionally, and verbally abusive to me. The healing process is hard, and I am very grateful to God for opening LIFE back up to me. I was stuck in the rut of a routine, mundane life of repetition. I cared for my children and worked, that was the totality of my existence. Now, I am finally trying to slowly creep out of the shell of the victim that no man (according to my ex-husband) would ever want. I am still working on my trust issues, and hopefully in time my lack of trusting others will be a vague memory of the “girl” that was once Tara that became the “woman” that I love just as much as others love me. I can’t say THANK YOU enough for this posting. Smooches to one of the most beautiful (internally and externally) women I know.
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