be careful what you say....
They were finishing up a series about family, and discussing family dynamics, and really the concentration was about what you say to other people. It really had even more to do with life and human interaction, than just within the family dynamic.
The one thing I really took away strongly was the discussion that you need to be careful what you say to others. The things you say, mostly in anger, that you don't really mean, can, and do, have profound impacts on those who it's directed to. Things like, 'I hate you' or "I want to just divorce you" or "you're such a stupid kid", you might be able to apologize and receive forgiveness for later on, but the words are still out there.. they still scar and leave an impact... they're rolling around in someone's head like crayons on the floorboard of your mom's minivan.
In the context of my family, I've been very fortunate to not have things like that said to me. At least, i've never had those horrifically hurtful things said.... but the one thing that my mother always said to me, and it's still coming back to me even today, just a few hours ago is, "you've got such a pretty face... if only.." and of course, the ending of that is "if only you'd just lose some weight" Now, of course, she didn't say that directly today.. but over the course of the last few days, she's really been focusing on weight loss... and she found some magazine article that has all thing stuff she's apparently never known, so she's trying to pass it all along to me. The very first time she even mentioned the article, she told me i needed to go out and buy the magazine, even if I didn't read it right now, it'd be good to have. I reminded her, i'd be flying back to town at the end of the week, and if she wanted to make me a copy or give me hers, i'd be more than willing to take it.
So, that brings us to today. In two different conversations today, she tried to tell me something from the article. The first time i listened, and then explained that yes, that was a great idea, but it really wasn't something I could follow to the letter, simply due to my lifestyle. IT was about not eating after 4pm. Um, HELLO! I'm up until usually 12 or 1 AM, and then I sleep until 8 or 9... if I didn't eat after 4pm, I'd have nearly 16 hours without eating.. more importantly 8 hours of being awake, doing work, and being forced to be conscious without a meal. I'm pretty sure that most people will tell you that isn't a great plan when trying to lose weight. I get the whole not eating close to bedtime thing.. and that i can follow.. so i digress. But then she brought it up again, something else from the article. I calmly tried to remind her that i'd be home to read it in just 5 days, and to let her move on. But then she was trying to get me to do something, either drink only water or cut out all sugar for the next few days b/c I'm going on a cruise. Ok.. I don't give a rat's ass about what I look like right now. I'm in the middle of a depression, and I don't have a job.... this cruise is a vacation, one that I'm still not 100% thrilled to be going on, but losing weight is so not my focus! But she started talking about if I might meet someone on the cruise, and it felt so much like when she's getting to that point, to that phrase.. that, "You have such a pretty face"...
I blew up. I threw some church on her. I told her that things like that were hurtful to me. That they float around in my head long after the comment has been made. It's something that's been in my head my whole life. It's always felt like I wasn't quite good enough for her, or for anyone else. I don't care if I have a pretty face. I want someone to like me beyond what I look like. If I'm fat, then who I am inside has to be good enough. I've seen far too many people get hurt by superfulous relationships.. I don't want that. I want one boyfriend, one fiance, one husband.. one best friend.. all wrapped up in one person.
*whoa*
that was so not where I was intending to go with this.
regardless.
I have enough crap of my own to deal with, i'm still not ready for a relationship. i want one, Lord knows I do. But I'm not ready. Or maybe I'm just afraid...... afraid? shoot. I didn't think that before. If I'm afraid, what is it that i'm afraid of? Love? I don't know. Of being hurt? I've been hurt by enough "friends" in my life, and I didn't even "love" them, that I can't imagine what the hurt would feel like if it was someone who I thought I "loved" Maybe that's part of my problem all along.
Who knows?
God does. I know that. I just have to trust in him.
And maybe I'm meant to be single my whole life.
i really don't want that.
Labels: family, God, harsh words, love, relationships, trust
