LaTigresse
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Veddy interesting topic Level. I will do my best add my 50 cents without too much rambling. I have spent most of my 45 years only showing a very small portion of myself to most of the people in my life. Most of it from age 13ish to 35ish, miserable and not understanding why I was miserable. I was just so shut down and focused on doing what I felt I was supposed to do, I did my best to not even think about it. Be a good mom, a good provider, a decent wife, a good employee, good equestrian, gardener, cook........yada yada yada. I focused on everything but being a good ME. Then a wild child young lady jumped me from out of no where and turned my world upside down. It was a rocky few years and not kind to either one of us at times. A few moments were downright brutal. During some of the off of the on and off, I had met another woman, completely different in most ways from the first. Yet there was a similarity also. Both fighting their own terrible demons, both fighting to be something other than what the outside world expected of them. Both rocking my world and teaching me things about myself I didn't know existed. At some point the first relationship faded and the second blossomed. They are both gone now. Both died way too early and have left deep aching holes in my heart. Those two women, especially the second, got to see more of me than anyone else in my life. And I them. They opened their souls to me. At first fearful, one even tried to disgust me and prove to herself that she was unlovable and I was not to be trusted with her heart. Then they opened in great gulps of the most amazing .........I just don't have the words to express it. They showed me everything, their outer beauty, everything the rest of the world saw and lusted after, their inner demons and ugliness, and the beautiful submissive core, no one else could see, they held out to me. That they could learn to trust me with all of that, just blew my mind. And it drove me. Drove me to push myself, accept myself, and learn about me. Demand I be the best me I could, to be honest about all of my pieces. Sadly, I learned that very few people want to know all of us. Most of our relationships are very conditional. Even beyond the things we first think of. Most people have an idea of who we are, they need to put us in a nice neat little box. When we try to climb out, it confuses them, it scares them. They turn away in horror and pretend it doesn't exist. My sister said something to me several months ago that shocked me. It was about unconditional love and how most people talk a good story but very few actually can. Then she said that I was the only person she knew that really understood it. Now, I think she may have stretched my greatness just a wee bit. I am sure I do have more than a few conditions, but perhaps they are just a little futher out, and fewer, than anyone else she knows. I like digging out all the pieces and bits in people I love. The weird thing about me is the more I know the dark,scary, icky stuff, I appreciate the good stuff even more. I love them more for all their imperfections. Perhaps it also helps me feel less the weirdo about my own. Helping me to accept me as I am rather than how I believe everyone expects me to me. And yes, while I would love to have someone in my life that I could open all of those hidden places up to......I don't now. I am okay with that. I had it not once, but twice. Maybe again someday...
< Message edited by LaTigresse -- 7/23/2007 1:26:22 PM >
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My twisted, self deprecating, sense of humour, finds alot to laugh about, in your lack of one! Just because you are well educated, articulate, and can use big, fancy words, properly........does not mean you are right!
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