Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Post from the new BB

The message of not being a mistake, of my life being worthy of me being worthy is the biggest lesson I'll take from Oprah's show. So as I sit here crying and thinking about this message, about the clarity I feel as she says this, drills it into me and so many other persons who like me have never felt it, who have lived their lives thinking that they were the biggest mistake ever made. It's the best lesson anyone could teach me.

I'm going to share this in a space where I feel safe. When I was younger maybe 6 or 7 my Mom had to work one Saturday and dint feel safe leaving me at home on my own so she left me for a few hours with her brother's wife and kids. There were 4 or 5 of us a mix of boys and girls, some in their teens, all older than me at the time.

They told me they wanted to play a game, wanting to fit in I said yes. They never told me what the game was at first and I was the last to go. They went into a room and locked the door so I couldn't see. At the time I felt apprehensive, I told them I didn't want to play this game but after telling me that everyone else went I decided to do it.

In the room they told me to lay on the bed face down, so I did. I don't know which one and I can't remember how many but I remember them laying on my back and grinding their bodies onto mine. I remember laying there thinking 'This doesn't feel right, this isn't fun.' So after a few what felt like hours but were really only minutes I think they wanted to take it further. That's when I put my foot down and said they can do whatever but I'm not playing anymore.

I left them and spent the rest of the time there by myself, thinking and not thinking. Just waiting for my Mom to come get me. I don't know what they did with each other, I never asked and I didn't care. The next time my Mom had to work on a Saturday, I told her I didn't want to stay there, she asked me why. I didn't have a reason I just said I didn't. I mean I was 6 what was I going to say. It was only just recently that I even came to terms with the fact that I was abused. she never let me stay there again.

Just sharing this is the first step. I know it could be a lot worse and I thank God everyday that I had the sense at the time to stop whatever it may have escalated into. This is a lesson I must learn from, I must remember that it wasn't my fault. I did nothing to encourage their behavior and my stopping them shows how strong and smart I really am and have been.

I wish I had said something at the time. I hope it never happened to anyone else, I hope that my silence didn't hurt anyone else. I'm speaking out now though. I'm silent no more.

Saturday, May 21, 2011

Posts from the new BB

I wrote about feeling sexy the other day. Feeling sexy in your own skin, loving yourself and everything else would fall in to place. I truly believe this.

You certainly don't need anyone to validate your feelings about yourself or any living thing. Your thoughts opinions and judgments are your own and should stay that way.

Today I felt really good about myself. I went to work in my skinny jeans and a tunic that I love. I felt it and my confidence was high and I was strutting. I thought I looked great.

I understand the rules of attraction, not everyone you're attracted to is going to be attracted to you. I understand this. Sometimes I wonder though, I feel good about me. I'm happy with me, I like being single (contrary to what I may have written in a moment of weakness) I like who I am and where I am. I am realistic though and never stagnant so there are things I want to achieve, things I'd still like to achieve but for now I'm good.

Why do I feel like I'm the only one noticing this?