Sunday, 25 September 2011

trust

I realized early on that I couldn't be trusted. Nobody should or could trust me. I couldn't be trusted to make my own bed, to get my own breakfast in the mornings, to shower myself. My mother had to help me with all of it. What a disaster I was, eh?! You would think that a 16 year old girl would be allowed to stay home by themselves  when their parents had a date night, but no, I couldn't be trusted. You must think I'm a real train wreck, but the truth of it all is that it was never ME that couldn't be trusted but that my mom was & is a control freak....to a medical point{if ya know what i am saying....ocd}BUT that was a secret. I had to idea that the problem was with her & not with me. I truly believed that there was something wrong with me, that I must have done something terrible as a little child to have my parents have no trust in me. I felt their tension everytime I was around....worrying about what it is i would do to screw everything up. And I did. I usually screwed something up. If it was spilling grape juice on my dress @ church picnic I was sent home with my dad & missed the whole thing. If it was wanting to have my window down in the back seat of the car, then we would usually have to turn around, because I made my mom SO upset that we couldn't go anymore. If i spilled something on the floor I would watch my mother frantically grab the vacuum cleaner while cursing me out the whole time.  I spent my whole childhood confused & lied too. Nothing was as it seemed. And lettme tellya it sure as hell screwed.me.up. Once I moved out @ 17, I figured this was my chance to get my own life, but my head was clouded and what seemed right was usually wrong. Everything seemed so black or white. I couldn't see the gray. I was scared all the time of making the wrong choice. Second guessing everything. And this is when I made alot of mistakes. Most of my regrets lie in the 17-20 age range & if I could get those years back I would do it all different. All of it. But I can't those years, so I'm going to write about them here. What happened during those years. What I wish could have happened. Ooo how I wish things could be different. I'm going to put it all down here & hopefully start to feel......relief??

2 comments:

Lady Goo Goo Gaga said...

That must have been rough - good luck with your blog!!!

Blogs said...

I think that blogging brings out the best of us! It's a start to discovering who we were at points in our lives, who we want to be and who we become! Don't stop writing because it helps so very much. I've written about my experiences and as I've grown I went back and deleted them because I have moved on, have grown and I don't know if I could have if it wasn't for this little blog of mine! I can relate to you on so many levels of wanting to erase a few years of our lives but it's a part of who we are and we can be an encouragement to others and our own proud strength! Keep going--update your blog daily and be inspired/an inspiration, you're an amazing woman! xoxo