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Mar. 30th, 2010 06:25 pm...If I said this post wasn't self indulging my need to constantly head-desk and scream WTF when dealing with my mother. Another post to feel free to skip as it's total catharsis. Well, also I would like to have something documented with first hand evidence of what I deal with.
This post also needs a major preface/warning/disclaimer: Under no circumstances am I making fun of, dismissing, or intentionally meaning to offend anyone, from anywhere and their beliefs. Which is what this mess under the cut boils down to with my mother. She's extremely blindsided and ironclad in her beliefs to the point it demands a certain level of respect. I do respect it. I just wish I wasn't related to it so I could carry on with my own existence. In peace.
Also, this was wonderful to deal with during the self-denial-mental-breakdown I had last week, let me tell you. There's nothing like family looking down on you to make you feel better.
( Now with anything of this caliber, background information is required. )
( My mom has discovered Facebook. )
I believe that Nature is a fractal. The same processes you find on the smallest scales you'll see repeated in the biggest, largest ones you can imagine. Light and Dark, Good and Evil, Heaven and Hell, it's all a balance and a pattern. You can't have one without the other. You cannot have life without death. Life is a balance. One is all, all is one.
It's the most important lesson I have ever learned.
A person cannot get too much of one thing and live a normal, productive, balanced life. Too much food? You're unhealthy and fat. Too much free time? You're lazy and unproductive. Too much Religion? You're too blindsided and judgemental. Too much love? You're spoiled and ignorant. Too much hate? You're spiteful and sad. Balance. Don't skew too far in one direction, respect everyone you meet, listen to their unique stories (everyone has their own amazing story), and just love being human and just as fucked up as the rest of us.
(Thank you to all my friends, the super awesome online family I have in WoW and their genius comments on how to handle my mom, and John Barrowman, yes really, for keeping me sane. I would not be alive, or free, if it wasn't for you guys. Super love and hugs to you all)
This post also needs a major preface/warning/disclaimer: Under no circumstances am I making fun of, dismissing, or intentionally meaning to offend anyone, from anywhere and their beliefs. Which is what this mess under the cut boils down to with my mother. She's extremely blindsided and ironclad in her beliefs to the point it demands a certain level of respect. I do respect it. I just wish I wasn't related to it so I could carry on with my own existence. In peace.
Also, this was wonderful to deal with during the self-denial-mental-breakdown I had last week, let me tell you. There's nothing like family looking down on you to make you feel better.
( Now with anything of this caliber, background information is required. )
( My mom has discovered Facebook. )
I believe that Nature is a fractal. The same processes you find on the smallest scales you'll see repeated in the biggest, largest ones you can imagine. Light and Dark, Good and Evil, Heaven and Hell, it's all a balance and a pattern. You can't have one without the other. You cannot have life without death. Life is a balance. One is all, all is one.
It's the most important lesson I have ever learned.
A person cannot get too much of one thing and live a normal, productive, balanced life. Too much food? You're unhealthy and fat. Too much free time? You're lazy and unproductive. Too much Religion? You're too blindsided and judgemental. Too much love? You're spoiled and ignorant. Too much hate? You're spiteful and sad. Balance. Don't skew too far in one direction, respect everyone you meet, listen to their unique stories (everyone has their own amazing story), and just love being human and just as fucked up as the rest of us.
(Thank you to all my friends, the super awesome online family I have in WoW and their genius comments on how to handle my mom, and John Barrowman, yes really, for keeping me sane. I would not be alive, or free, if it wasn't for you guys. Super love and hugs to you all)
