I’ve bounced back and forth on this issue a bit. When things fell apart with the last guy, I felt like I had to hurry up and get over it because he had warned that it was most likely going to be temporary, but I had hoped that he could be swayed because of how he seemed to feel about me.
I had promised him that it wouldn’t bother me if it was temporary, and on some level it didn’t. It was the end of an experience, and thus end of story.
On the other hand, he didn’t respect or understand or even care about how I felt about the situation. He couldn’t see it from my point of view and let me know rather quickly that my point of view was completely irrelevant to his life, or at the least to his decision making process. Because that has been a regular theme in my relationships with men, it became something I fixated on, and thus what could have been a relatively quick ending was dragged out for me emotionally.
We won’t even get into the physical loss that was attached to the whole mess…
When a friend of mine posted something on Facebook that felt a little too close to home, it made me realize a few things:
Continue reading Healing Takes Time
I keep trying to tell people that I am capable of admitting when I’m wrong. Here’s me doing that. After having listened to Beyonce’s Lemonade about 3 more times, and having watched it at least 2 more times, I think I have to admit there is some benefit to it.
Do I think it is, as one author put it, a “masterpiece?”
No. For one thing, I still can’t get past how in “Don’t Hurt Yourself” she has that line that says “Who the f*ck do you think I is?”
But I can agree that it is opening the door to a really important discussion: Men’s infidelity.
Continue reading The Benefit of #Lemonade
Let’s talk about the hour plus long adventure that is Beyonce’s new visual album, Lemonade (I’m watching as I write, so if this post seems a bit bipolar, that’s why). In my opinion, it’s pretty amazing… in spots…
My problem is that it seems like it might be a waste of her talent. The poetry between songs/chapters is absolutely stunning and particularly deep, and yet it seems so very out of place next to images of Queen Bey driving a monster truck over cars she’s just destroyed, and it seems so petty once you realize that this is an entire album putting her business out there for the world to realize that she was indeed cheated on by Jay-Z.
Furthermore, lines like “I plugged my menses with pages from the holy book,” don’t belong in the same universe as a line like “Who the f*ck you think I is?”
Of course, maybe that’s because Beyonce didn’t write the poetry… Continue reading Wasted Lemons: Reflections on Lemonade
The fantasy of you haunts me
like flowers from a
in my looking glass. Continue reading The Phantom of You (Original Poem)
Music is a big part of who I am, but it definitely changes depending on the mood or the month… or the hour. The last time I did a blog challenge, I was definitely in a bit more of an optimistic place, where I felt like I had tons of options. Right now, I’m not exactly pessimistic, per se, just not seeing a bunch of options in general. I think my music choices of the moment kind of reflects that. Many of the songs are an attempt to be upbeat, but several of them are upbeat breakup songs. Continue reading JWC Day 7: 10 Songs I’m Loving Right Now