Monday, January 7, 2008

Apparently the elephants in the room are all in my mind

I got my mental ass kicked this weekend.

For something I'd written about here.

I'd intended to demonstrate understanding of 2 sides to a particular issue, but instead it was perceived as judgmental, insensitive, etc.

Thus, I'm not going to be quite so "real" here.

It's not safe for me to do so, which is shit really b/c I started this blog to keep it real for myself - beyond journaling, there are readers who help me gain perspective on the things I write about, those who see things both differently and similarly.

I may be starting a blog safe for the elephants to be discussed, open by invitation only. I may not, then too.


  1. I'm confused. Write me seperately if you need to vent.

  2. Yipes. If you do go invite only, please invite me.

    I'm available for venting, too.

  3. I know what you are feeling, *note I have no blog*! It blows... it does. I have some SUPER strong feelings about this. SUPER strong. I hope I am not projecting on you. I'm so sorry for your pain.

    My only response to whomever or whatever may have occurred is as follows....

    "*insert name* guess what, this isn't about YOU! This is MY blog, MY space to sort through whatever my heart needs to sort though. *insert name*, you may consider starting YOUR own blog so that you may sort through whatever ill feelings you have towards me. It is a wonderful place to become introspective. Nothing better than self awareness I say. *insert name*, I am very sorry I have hurt your feelings, it was not intentional. I must reiterate to you, *insert name*, this really isn't about you, it's about me. You don't have to read this.


  4. Aww Bec,

    (hugs) I miss you. I miss your thoughts. And I love that you're always "around."

    As for your statement - no projecting at all - pretty much sums it up. That and Fergie...

    I need some shelter of my own protection baby
    To be with myself and center, clarity
    Peace, Serenity
    I hope you know, I hope you know
    That this has nothing to do with you
    It's personal, Myself and I
    We've got some straightenin' out to do...
    Its time to be a big girl now
    And big girls don't cry
    Don't cry
    Don't cry
    Don't cry