I've realized something funny lately.
I've become less of a cynic in one arena in my little world. I may still have a ways to go, but I've bridged one gap.
I went through a time period of 'woe is me' in respect to relationships. I started to think that all the men the I found were going to treat me badly. I was doomed to always be the one that cared more, when the other person couldn't care less.
This allowed me to also be slightly bitter at friends and the general public. It was almost as though since I didn't feel happy with the opposite sex, I didn't want any one else to either.
I feel as though letting go of that viewpoint, in addition to taking pressure off my self, enabled me to find the man of my dreams!
Sometimes it feels awkward being on the opposite side of the fence. I still know people that are fairly cynical about love or finding a mate. I still love these people, but have lost the feeling of sympathy. I don't want to be insensitive to their viewpoint, but I'm not sure how to respond to it.
Its funny how things can change when someone becomes a happier person.
By no means am I trying to say that a person cannot be happy without a mate. I firmly believe to each their own. Some people are more independent than others. Each person has their own life to live, whether it is spent with a mate or not. I just have lost a lot of the cynical feelings of love, and yet don't want to dismiss it when I meet it. I respect that opinion and understand that it largely comes from experience.
I've just gained something that has made me not cynical anymore.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Family
I've been lucky enough to have parents who have always cared for me. I realize that's not always the case for everyone. Far too many children (and some people who are currently adults) won't ever understand the importance of family.
My family is truly why I am here. If I didn't have my mom's love and affection, combined with my fathers love and support, I'm not sure where I would have ended up.
Honestly, that thought is quite scary to me.
I have been confronted recently with some awkward family issues, to say the least.
The first is with my boyfriend, Shane. With his family history, its not as though he hates his mother ( although I wouldn't necessarily blame him), but at the same time also he's not going out of his way to be in constant contact with her. He had very supportive and nurturing step parents that were able to guide his way.
I am being drawn into the situation for a couple of reasons: I am with him, and his mother has a facebook account.
Shane, unfortunately has shunned facebook for whatever reason. He's just not really into the notion of it.
I originally didnt have a problem with her being my friend. Every once in a while I'd get a message from her. Nothing too harmful, right?
Then I was getting a daily comment from her. Under "normal" circumstances, this wouldn't be the worst thing ever, but knowing her history with him, I don't care for her to appear to be all over me. That is why I had to delete her. I'm all for keeping in touch with family and loving family and all that. It just feels as though something is amiss with this situation. I am also of the opinion that its his decision how he handles it.
And then the fun that is my grandmother.
Ever since I can rememeber, we've had interesting situations with my maternal grandmother. We've been chalking it up to the fact that she is just a bitter woman, and doesn't understand somethings.
Recently, I was my mom's shoulder to lean on in regards to this. My grandmother has had some health issues recently, which my mom was there to help out for.
Listening to my mom vent about some of the behaviors and comments taht were made, I couldn't help but wonder some things.
I told my mom that had I been spoken to in that matter, I would have had to say something back. I also told her, although I wasn't trying to pick on her, I think the fact that so many people have said so little for so long have made my grandma think that its okay.
She's downright rude. Telling my cousin that her daughter hadn't started walking at a certain point because of the size of her ankles is disguisting.
I guess my question to the public is, how should this be handled? I'm all for free speech as much as (if not more than) the next guy, but I don't comprehend how someone can speak this way to family one moment, then the next be confused as to why that family member doesn't call as much.
Any ideas?
My family is truly why I am here. If I didn't have my mom's love and affection, combined with my fathers love and support, I'm not sure where I would have ended up.
Honestly, that thought is quite scary to me.
I have been confronted recently with some awkward family issues, to say the least.
The first is with my boyfriend, Shane. With his family history, its not as though he hates his mother ( although I wouldn't necessarily blame him), but at the same time also he's not going out of his way to be in constant contact with her. He had very supportive and nurturing step parents that were able to guide his way.
I am being drawn into the situation for a couple of reasons: I am with him, and his mother has a facebook account.
Shane, unfortunately has shunned facebook for whatever reason. He's just not really into the notion of it.
I originally didnt have a problem with her being my friend. Every once in a while I'd get a message from her. Nothing too harmful, right?
Then I was getting a daily comment from her. Under "normal" circumstances, this wouldn't be the worst thing ever, but knowing her history with him, I don't care for her to appear to be all over me. That is why I had to delete her. I'm all for keeping in touch with family and loving family and all that. It just feels as though something is amiss with this situation. I am also of the opinion that its his decision how he handles it.
And then the fun that is my grandmother.
Ever since I can rememeber, we've had interesting situations with my maternal grandmother. We've been chalking it up to the fact that she is just a bitter woman, and doesn't understand somethings.
Recently, I was my mom's shoulder to lean on in regards to this. My grandmother has had some health issues recently, which my mom was there to help out for.
Listening to my mom vent about some of the behaviors and comments taht were made, I couldn't help but wonder some things.
I told my mom that had I been spoken to in that matter, I would have had to say something back. I also told her, although I wasn't trying to pick on her, I think the fact that so many people have said so little for so long have made my grandma think that its okay.
She's downright rude. Telling my cousin that her daughter hadn't started walking at a certain point because of the size of her ankles is disguisting.
I guess my question to the public is, how should this be handled? I'm all for free speech as much as (if not more than) the next guy, but I don't comprehend how someone can speak this way to family one moment, then the next be confused as to why that family member doesn't call as much.
Any ideas?
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
