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Saturday, 11 July 2009

  • Who to Be

    He has decided who he will become, and honestly, he really just doesn't want to hear it. He doesn't want to hear, or at the very least, he just refuses to hear. And I realize that now. I can finally say I understand better. He really did seem to turn into a completely different person. And in reality, he decided that that's the kind of person he wanted to become.

    Because his parents really never did put into him any way to evaluate whether he's wrong or right, or how to listen, how to be patient with information, and how to learn. How to not say "The situation is THIS, and I'm not going to be convinced differently, so don't even try!" And that's as far as I'm going to go with that information.

    So when I got off the phone with him, I decided not to call him back. I gave him advice, but after that, I told him I wouldn't call him back.

    So, Lord, please be with this boy, my friend, who I love. Please don't let his life end up... like those other peoples' lives. Lord please, you love him more than I could ever love him. So please, please, please, always keep tapping on his shoulder. Please always keep trying to show him how to listen to people.

    Also, incidentally, I dyed my hair on a whim. It's a little blonder now, cause the dye didn't really work, so I want to try to bleach it, maybe. But anyway, it might be that I just decide to get used to this color that it is now. Maybe I'll post a picture! Jordan has my camera and I'm going to bring her some batteries for her (which she needed), so maybe I'll get a picture soon!

Friday, 10 July 2009

  • Marriage, Relationships, and Friendships

    Blegh. I feel like such a loser. When hard things come, I have to purposefully sit down an analyze them to get through them. It makes me feel like such a rigid person, not a go-with-the-flow kind of person. Which, don't get me wrong, I don't see any problem with being a scientific person with things, but I feel like that's not really me. I guess I'd rather go with the flow, figure things out as they come, and take things one step at a time, but in situations like this, it's handy to be able to put everything aside for a few moments and try to figure out exactly why I feel the way I feel. Since I feel so deeply, it really helps me to be able to release negative emotions that hurt me so much.

    Right now, I'm not exactly... hurting from these things. After feeling hopeless for so long that things weren't ever going to turn out okay, these emotions are a little easier to deal with. Unfortunately, it makes the feelings that I'm feeling now a little harder to understand because they aren't bludgeoning me in the face.

    Somehow, having talked to Andrew the other day isn't some sort of big relief to me where I'm sitting there going "Ahh, now I feel so much better!" It's kind of like "This is the natural way I knew it was going to happen... eventually." So it's not a surprise, and it's not a relief.

    Well, I suppose that's not true. I do feel somewhat relieved, but I don't know if I'll feel all the way relieved yet. I think I'll only feel relieved once this is all over, once everything is all out in the open, and once I come to a conclusion.

    I suppose there are people out there saying "Just let it go already." I know that's what Andrew thinks. He told me that I have a hard time letting things go. And that's about the silliest thing I've ever heard! I am one of the most forgiving people you'll ever meet! When people are mean to me beyond what they should be mean to me, I see past their actions and see their hurts, and forgive them. I put everything I am into loving them, accepting them, and wanting the best for them. I pray for them, I cry for them, and I struggle for them.

    So I'm not sure where he gets the idea that I can't let things go.

    Except I have been talking to him, and he keeps saying "If you won't accept this, you're never going to accept this, so it's just a waste of time!" I think I see that pattern in him from myself. I keep telling him "Just because it you don't see any point in it doesn't mean there isn't any point!" So to him, it feels pointless and like I just won't let things go, so he assumes that it feels the same way for me as it does for him. But I keep telling him "STOP ASSUMING! Just because it feels like we're going in circles for YOU doesn't mean that I'm not getting anything out of this!"

    I told him that like me, he feels everything very deeply the things that people feel. But there are times when he doesn't feel the things that others feel, and that leaves him assuming that other people don't feel like that either. And that's called being insensitive when you refuse to accept when another person says "I feel this way!" Because he feels what other people feel, it leaves him at a loss in those times when he doesn't feel what they feel.

    Thus, he's made a lot of silly assumtions about me.

    See, a part of me wants to help him understand, not just for me, but for his whole life, that he won't always feel what the other person is feeling, and that it's foolish to assume that he does. Because in all reality, while you can understand the things that are going on enough to get a really strong sense about them, it is extremely difficult to know their whole life story, to know how this thing in their past effects the way that they feel about this, and that thing in their past effects the way they feel about that. So, most of the time you just have to accept when they say "No, I'm telling you, it's different for me than it is for you!"

    Then, another part of me says "He isn't the person for you anyway, so why are you fighting so hard so that he can understand? He won't understand. He's just going to misunderstand over and over. This isn't the end of it, you know it. If you decide to do this there are going to be a lot more struggles ahead for you. But you know so many people now who accept you for the person you are, they don't assume that they know you, they accept when you said 'I feel like this', they help you through your struggles, they give advice freely, and you don't feel like you're always on eggshells with them! Don't you want a person like that?"

    Only, it's hard to separate that a part of me is fighting so that he can understand for his next relationship, and a part of me is fighting because I still think that it might be able to work out, even if it takes a lot of work.

    It's only that... it's true, I don't know the ending to this. I don't know what will happen. I don't know, and I think it's probably so that even after I fight all I can for him, for him to understand where I'm coming from (or for me to understand where he's coming from) that we still won't end up together. So it's difficult for me to answer the question--after I understand in my heart that I probably don't want a person like him who refuses so much to understand that I am not him in the way I feel, and who cannot accept me for who I am in the bad times as well as the good--about why I am doing this. All I can say is that I'm probably fighting for him as much as I'm fighting for myself. I'm fighting because I don't want him to screw up his next relationship in the same way. Or, perhaps I'm fighting because I still believe we have a fighting chance after working through things.

    You see, Andrew has this idea. And I'm really not sure the whole extent of his idea, because when I try to summaraze his idea up to make sure I understand, he says "No, that's not it." But the words that he's told me is that he's talked to a lot of couples who ended up together and asked them how they knew. And they said that they realized that they could get married because there wasn't a whole lot of issues to be worked out.

    And while I think that's great for them, I think that's also... hm... an... unrealistic hope.

    Because, like Nathan said, what about after they're married? Did they have no problems then, too? Does he expect that after they're married that there's also not going to be a lot of issues to work out, either? I told Nathan that I've been trying to tell him that marriage isn't something that you should go into blindly like that, and I think a lot of people make that mistake of thinking that just because there aren't a lot of problems to work out beforehand, that there won't be a lot of problems to work out afterwards, either. And Nathan answered that it was better to work things out before you got married than after if you can, in any case. Which, I think is true, too.

    I guess I've always been one to take relationships more seriously. I can remember the first time I started to feel this way, was when my father said to me "The problem with dating is that people get into it and out of it whenever they feel like it. They give up too easily because they don't want to help the other person grow. And so that sets a pattern for marriage, as well. So, no wonder there are so many divorces."

    That's when I first started feeling that you shouldn't get out of a relationship just because the other person is having problems--friendship or otherwise. There are reasons to get out of a relationship that has to do with you deciding that you're not strong enough for this, or that you realize you don't like who they are or something of the sort. But I think often that exhaustion from helping a person--friendships or otherwise--gets confused with "I don't like this person."

    Well, I think that needs a little more fleshing out, but I do think that it's often too easy in our society to think things are just supposed to "click", when in reality, hormones make things click. Or, more accurately, it makes you blind, or it makes one or the other give up so that they other can have what they want. But you know the real strenght of love when all the hormones are gone, you're exhausted, you're tired, you think "Is there even any point" but you still pull through anyway for the other person (barring if you realize that you just don't like them. But for me, I didn't give up on Andrew even though his parents always seemed to hate me, even though I was exhausted, even though I had doubts, even though I didn't know what the ending was going to be or how long it was going to take, because I did like everything about him. And so far, it seems that that's the way it was for Andrew, too, only when his doubts came up, he didn't have any reason why it shouldn't be so that he should break up with me if he was exhausted [which, I have no problem with that that. If he didn't understand, can I really penalize him for not understanding? Can I really become angry at him because he didn't have the same information that I had? Sure, I can be frustrated with him--which I am--but I don't think I can penalize him for it]). It seems, so far, that he did like me.

    There are two questions I have for him, then. It is possible that he didn't like me enough. That, I think... is okay. But it is also possible that exhaustion got to him and he thought that relationships really weren't supposed to be like this. It's possible that he really did like me enough to stay with me through everything, but it's only that he didn't realize that relationships take work. The best relationships are ones where people don't avoid when they're upset about things and voice the reasons why they're upset in an effort to try to work things out, not where they pretend that nothing is wrong (this scenario is inside marriage. Outside marriage, they usually realize that they don't have to pretend that nothing is wrong, and since they see no alternative [which again, I don't think I can penalize them for it if they didn't have the information they needed] they merely break up). I want to know which it is. Was it that he didn't like me enough, or was it that he didn't really realize the extent of work it takes to make a relationship succeed? Or, perhaps, there is something I'm missing altogether. If there is, I would like to know his reasoning.

    We'll have to see, won't we? Because he told me I could call, I think I'm going to call him again soon.

    --Caitlin

Thursday, 09 July 2009

  • My Last Few Hours Were Spent on the Phone

    I talked to Andrew today. I finally called him because it had been so many days since he had promised to call, and I didn't know if I could trust him to not just blow it off. I now know that I could have, but at the time he hadn't shown himself very faithful to be considerate of what I really needed. He just seemed to decide what I needed and then not listen when I told him I needed something different. So I was afraid that he would decide "You know, I know I said that I was going to call, but I think this is going to hurt her more to call her, so I'm just going to go back to ignoring that she called." Which, I'm not so sure that that wasn't a valid fear... but I think that in this case, at least, he probably would have called... maybe. I think.

    ...probably?

    Yeah, probably.

    But in any case, I called him myself, and we talked for a while. And I think it probably had a good result. It's difficult to explain everything that went on and how it came to that point. But in the end, he basically came to understand that it wasn't so good to just not let me get answers, and he's going to play fair now (not that he wasn't honestly trying to play fair before... it's just that he wasn't being fair). He said he had to go at the end, but that he was going to let me call back if I had any more questions.

    I think I need some more time to completely process everything that has happened, how it happened, and what it means. But one thing that really stands out to me right now, is one thing that he said:

    "Are you sure that you weren't calling just to hear my voice?" (or something to that effect).

    Somehow that really makes me say "Wait, what? You really thought I would do that? You really thought I was that kind of person? Well, no wonder you acted the way you did!" Then at the same time I think "Wait, what kind of person do you think that I am that you think that I would be like that?!"

    To be fair, I think I understand why he might have thought that. But at the same time, it makes me feel... a little... hmm... off kilter?

    Anyway, I'm tired and my mind isn't working so well, so I think I'm going to either take a nap or go to bed (I mean, it is late, but I took a long nap this afternoon so I think it's just that my head needs some time to rest for a few minutes because it my blood sugar is a little off).

    I always did know this, but I'm glad it's not so hard to know it anymore: It's going to be okay.

    --Caitlin
  • People Too

    Well, I've had a very productive morning, for sure. I saved the world from certain destruction in the hands of Gannon, but now I'm sure it's time for more productive things.

    It's really hard to put the opinions of others behind me sometimes. When I think of the opinions of some people... well, it's really hard.

    I'm not good for nothing.
    I'm not a terrible person.
    I'm not lazy.
    I'm not motivationless.
    My life isn't wasted and will not be wasted.

    I just have to keep my head high and keep trudging on. So I can't do things the way others can. So I have to find different ways to do them. Don't you dare look down on me. Don't you dare judge me as this or that. Either help me or zip your mouth shut and stop standing in my path. For now, as I walk on my way, I only feel like on either side of me are giants who yell out all the ways I fall short, and all the places that I'm going to have to stop. I feel like those giants say I'm worthless and not worth their time... but let somebody else deal with me. I feel like they turn their back on me when they see me in the worst need ever, calling me weak, and let God take care of me.

    "Why? Because you're making yourself look like a fool! Goodbye!" is the real words that were said to me on that day.

    All I can do is in turn, really call out to my Father, and as he sends someone to pick me up from not only the struggle I'm going through, but now also the pain of rejection from people I loved, pray that someday they'll be healed from their hurts as well. They aren't so big anymore. From their backs I can see that they're my size, too. Even though it hurts, I know they're people, too.

    --Caitlin



Wednesday, 08 July 2009

  • What's Been Going On

    Andrew still hasn't called. I'm starting to plan how to follow through with my promise to come drag the answer out of him. I did tell him that if he didn't call me back, I was going to come to his church to demand my answer. But it would be so, so much better if he actually did call me back. I don't really want to have to do it that way. Tomorrow night, or maybe Friday night I'll call him back since he's not calling me and see if he picks up. And when he doesn't (yes, yes, I'm not really holding out much hope that he's going to play nicely as far as phone calls go anymore), I'll leave him a message.

    I was talking to Nathan this morning and I told him that the funny, and really really ironic thing is that from that five minute phone call I've been able to calm down a whole lot. He's been avoiding talking to me all this time, but if he'd just explain he could have had his pulling away all he wanted so, so long ago. I know he's able to bear it fine. If he couldn't, he would have put me through even more hell (unintentionally, of course, brought on by his refusal to hear when I say "You're hurting me, Andrew!") to make himself comfortable. But it makes me really really angry to talk about this, and I'm not sure that talking about it is really helping. It just kinda... pours acid into the wound. I'll have to figure out a different way to deal with this anger.

    Wow. It really really makes me feel so much better after realizing this. In the past five minutes, as I went away and took a break from writing... that constant aching just... let up. I guess it's just cause I've already been feeling pretty good recently, and when I stop thinking about all the ways he's hurt me, and all the ways he's hurting me, it stops me from having to hurt over things over and over and over again.

    Well, what do I say now? How much I've been hurting has pretty much been dominating my life for the past few months. And understandably so. But... now what to talk about?

    Oh, hey the results of my glucose test came in! And... in four hours, my glucose level stayed the same. The whole. Entire. Time. They pumped me full of this terrible, terrible sugar beyond all sugar that you've ever tasted in your entire life and my blood sugar stayed the same the entire time. That isn't normal. It should have gone up and then down again. For a normal person it would go up, and then down again, for a diabetic person, I'm assuming it would stay high, and for a hypoglycemic person (reactive), it would go up like normal and then go way down. There could be a number of reasons for this, but until I go to an endocrinologist to get some tests done, there's not really any way to tell. It could range from something serious to something not really that serious at all. So here's hoping that it's not serious.

    I think my appointment is on the 24th, so wish me luck... I mean, or something. It's not really like I'm putting on a show or anything.

    But, I suppose, that's what's going on in my life.

    --Caitlin

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  • I'm Caitlin. My blog is my perspective on trying to understand life. Most of the time, though, life might not be that understandable for me. But my imperfect growth is recorded here.

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  • "As I paced back and forth all this time because I honestly believed in you." ...that you wouldn't hurt me, or apologize if you did.
  • Dear you: your brand of cruelty is particularly hard to deal with-cruelty without intent. I am stuck between understanding and anger.
  • I don't feel like my normal self right now. :/
  • Two things I can't stand: giving up too easily, and avoiding problems. Through those two things, God is given incredible obstacles.
  • It's 5:00 am and my throat hurts. It feels like my throat is one giant rock. I hate getting sick.

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