Christmas Gift for the Blues.
Friday, December 24th, 2010I have a lot of people say to me “You’re really living the life” or “You have it made” or “You receive more love in a week than most people do in a year”. I think the best gift I can give to those of you following me is vulnerability. I don’t want to be on a pedestal. I am surrounded by people when I am out and about..but then, I go home and live life like everyone does, and oftentimes I am not invited out or thought of because people assume I am surrounded by people or busy or have something going on. I have pain and disappointments and trials like anyone. It is my desire to keep going despite these things and the continued belief in myself and support from others that brings me the successes I do find. I would be nothing without you.
I know what it’s like to feel alone. I know that times like holidays can make you think of everyone going to see their family or the things that others have to give each other…..for some reason that often inspires us to look at our own lack or think of people we miss who are no longer around or we’ve decided to discontinue having in our lives for one reason or another. NO matter how grateful we try to be or think of those who have less, it can be hard to fight back emotions of sadness.
During the holidays, it can hit hard. It can hit so hard that it makes us forget the amazing things that we do have…it makes us blind to the fact that there are probably people looking at us, wishing they had what we have.
Humans are funny creatures. We look around at everyone else thinking they have it made, but there are others looking at us the same way.
Everyone has their ups, their gifts, their talents, and everyone has their pains, their disappointments, their demons.
Around the holidays, I find myself missing family members or people I’ve chosen to leave behind or people who’ve chosen to leave me behind. If I don’t catch myself, I’ll let my own thoughts torment me. I’ll find the judgments of those people continuing to affect how I feel about myself. I begin to believe that I am not useful to anyone. I begin to believe that I am alone. I begin to believe …lies.
If I take a moment to turn on some relaxing music and have a conversation with those thoughts swirling around and try to look at things from a higher place, I remember..I left those people behind for a reason – they couldn’t accept me…they were painful to me, they were toxic.I came to a moment where I realized those people would never be what I hoped they would. Others left me behind because they felt I was toxic or mostly I couldn’t be what they wanted me to be. Those ties were severed for a reason, and although painful, were for the best. I don’t have to go to a place for the holidays anymore where I feel insecure, feel judged, will be met with a sermon, or called stupid or embarrassing. I don’t have to go somewhere where I will feel as if I have to put on a mask and be a model american to earn love. The reasons others couldn’t accept me are endless, I’m bisexual, I wanted to be a performer/writer and hated a 9-5 job, I decided to homeschool my son because he was doing horribly in the public schools, I wanted to address emotional scars/pains from our past that terrified others too much to deal with, I made mistakes while I was young that they will never get over….And their disapprovals, rejections, etc continued to shape me into believing that’s who I was…it blinded me to the good that I have within me… What they didn’t know is that we become what we are filled with…
And while I find myself free from the pain of judgment, rejection, being a pain in someone else’s side – I still feel pain – I feel lonely, and will probably always grieve the loss of those relationships that I spent years hoping would one day be okay…but the only time they were okay were the holidays, and even then the toxicity bled through. What good is a relationship like that? My nature is to fix things – to try to create harmony, to try to keep the peace, apologize and forgive…but I came to a point where I couldn’t let others continue to emotionally hurt myself or son just so I could be loving to them or the “forgiving one”. I had to learn to love them from a distance so that I would not be subjecting myself or my son to that. …or subjecting them to the stress that is me for that matter.
So, it leaves me here, in this space where I can trick myself into thinking I am alone…but I’m not. I think the temptation to be sad during the holidays is because our attention is so focused on this big hyped up moment…this big NOW that is supposed to be so spectacular. Some of us know that our big NOW won’t be so spectacular, and so emotions arise from the conflicting information around us….but if I take a moment to exist beyond the NOW and beyond what all the information around me right now is saying, I see a huge stretch of moments and so many of them are FULL…full of love, full of gifts, full of people who’ve touched me or whom I’ve touched, and so many of those gifts, those moments with others are far better than a clock wrapped up under a tree, or an awkward holiday party with people I don’t feel loved with…I see beyond this “Christmas” and realize that my life is full, my heart is full, and come to peace with the fact that I may always miss people I’ve left behind and wish that things were better between us….but that I am miles away from a life I used to live that had a lot of pain….I am moving more and more into a life full of love, more fully myself and who I truly am, surrounded by people I can count on that do not attack me out of their own fears of who I am…but I had to be the one to start that journey to find those people…and choose to let those beautiful people in.
I have found that turning on some beautiful music, lighting candles, and making a list of everything I do have is a great way to begin to feel better. Writing always makes me feel better. I start with the simple, like the pen I’m writing with, because I don’t know what I would do if I could not write. It is the only thing that keeps me even remotely sane. Before I write about what I’m grateful for, I write a letter unleashing all the ick…all the feelings that I feel that need to come out – they usually are not pretty, but if we don’t find a way to vent them, they will continue to stay inside and be a part of us. So, I write about what disappoints me, what hurts, why I’m angry, who I miss. Then, when I’m free from tears, I write about what I’m grateful for…It leaves me feeling much better.
I want you to know…I know how it feels to have pain, to miss people, to feel down on yourself…but I believe in you. I’ve come so far, and I know that you can, too, if you need to.
I usually have a party at my home for single people, or people who do not have a lot of family…It is important to reach out to the people you do care about, and I want to make sure that everyone has somewhere to go and be loved, but this year, I find that my home is an hour and a half away from everyone or further, and am spending the holiday at a friend’s house while she is away. This is the first year that Cody will be spending Christmas night with his dad. I will probably be headed up to spend Christmas night with one of my best friends, Larry, at his karaoke at Bearnos in the Highlands. If you find yourself wanting good company and some fun, please join us there.
If you’re too far away, accept my air hug. xoxo. Feel free to email me if you want someone to talk to. Divinityrose @ gmail.com



