Sunday, November 25, 2012

On hearts and fear. (This is for a friend.)

Last night, I gave in to my girly side and watched The Sweetest Thing with my mom on cable tv.
One of the parts that really stuck out to me was when one of the characters is reading this book on love or how to love.. or something or other... and there are these cheesy commandments. One of these upsets her:

"Thou shalt not fear."


I found it very interesting because anyone that has had their heart broken before knows that it's almost impossible NOT to be afraid after that.
I can only really speak for myself, but I know that it takes me a long time to bring a wall down after I've put one up.
For anyone who has never experienced heartbreak.. first of all, you're lucky. Second of all, you may think it takes a long time to forgive someone for something they did to you that negatively affected you.
It takes so much longer to not be afraid that someone else will do it to you.


I've been hurt so much, in big and small ways, that these are my own expectations.

People in general:
They will talk badly about me to other people.
They will sell me out if it meant saving their own ass.
They will always put themselves before me.
If they're a certain type of person that gets kicks out of this kind of thing, they will lie, make things up and/or twist thing to make themselves look like the good guy, even if it makes me look like the bad guy.


Now I'm not saying that those things are necessarily TERRIBLE and HAVE to change. We all do it.
Putting ourselves before others is a survival mechanism...
HOWEVER
I personally will not compromise truth to save myself. If I made a mistake, I'll own up to it.
If I'm guilty of something, I'll admit it to the whole world.
I realize it may not be the smartest thing all the time, but I have been lied to SO MUCH and I've done so much thinking about lying that I truly believe that truth should be one of those unalienable rights that everyone is born with.
Anyway, let's continue on to something a little more personal and a lot more controversial.

Males:
They will take advantage of me.
They will use me for everything I have to give, then leave me with nothing.
They will turn situations around on me to make me feel guilty, even if I did nothing wrong.
They will brag to all of their friends about me until they aren't seeing me anymore, then they'll say the worst things. Most of the time, the things they brag about are relatively true, and the terrible things they say afterward are completely false, but there are exceptions.
They will leave me for someone better (in their eyes).
They will try to control me, and in doing that, will alienate me from my friends and family.
They will forbid me to talk to any male that I'm not related to, but they will continue to converse with other females (which would be fine)... and heavily flirt with them.
They will probably cheat on me.
They will lie about it.
Actually, they'll lie about any little thing if it means avoiding confrontation. (Possibly the one thing I cannot STAND about relationships... or people in general. Girls do this too, and it's STUPID. I've been lied to about everything, anywhere from cheating to the price they paid for something, and it's all dumb. It's so much easier to forgive someone and move on if they have the respect to be honest with you.)
They will expect me to be okay with it when they treat me terribly.
They will yell and scream, take their anger out on me, and make me feel like their mistakes are all my fault.
They will belittle me by making me feel stupid, unattractive or otherwise inadequate.
In the end, they'll hurt me. They'll possibly break my heart, but that just depends how much I cared about them, really.


And some guys wonder why I prefer to be single.
There are probably more things I'd expect a guy to do to me, but I can't really think of any more at this point.
It's a long list anyway, and I don't want to get too off-topic or seem like I really hate males because I don't.
I actually prefer them to females. They start to feel comfortable enough to become their heartless selves when you start to let your guard down.



Anyway.
I have a female friend who loves her boyfriend to death. I can see it, and I'm pretty sure anyone else that knows them can too. The obstacles they overcome for each other are astounding. I admire her for her strength because it's a type of strength I'm not sure I could muster up. It's a risk I would be entirely too afraid to take.
I don't know her boyfriend well. I mean, I've met the guy once. However, he seems like a genuine guy. From what she has told me and from what I've seen, I really think he loves her just as much as she loves him.
At the end of the day though, he's still a male, so he doesn't think about things the same way females do, and he sometimes does/says things without analyzing how it may affect her, and she ends up hurt from it.
But. He seems to make up for it every time, and from what she has told me, it has been a total misunderstanding every time (it's only happened a few occasions the entire time they've been together) and he has explained it to her and said/done the right things to make her feel 100% better about the situation.

She told me today that she loves him too much.
I told her that she just loves him.
She said it scares her.
I asked her if she thought he was going to hurt her.
And do you know what she said, my attentive audience?

"They always do."


If that's not depressing, I don't know what is.

She's right, they always have hurt her, just like they've always hurt me.
So I started to think about my most recent relationship and how I was so fearless the entire time. How could I take such HUGE blind risks on someone? How could I give him my entire heart like that, regardless of his past of hurting girls, of hurting ME? (Yes, people, it wasn't the first time I'd cried over what that boy did to me.)

Well... I think I did it because I figured that some risks are just worth taking.
Sometimes you have to throw your heart out there.
Most of the time, someone stomps all over it and throws it back in your face.
But we all keep trying in hopes that we'll throw it out there to someone who will catch it and hold onto it, someone who will give us theirs in return.
In my book, that's worth fighting for.
And it seems to me that if these two people have had the strength to make it this far, they can get through anything. I believe in them, and I think she should too.

My dad always says it's easy to coach from the bleachers, so I realize that I'm doing a lot of preaching and not a lot of practicing at this time. Forgive me for that.

I think, in the end, we all just have to follow our hearts, but never stop allowing our minds to guide them.
Our minds will, more often than not, protect us from hurting over the stupid mistakes our hearts make.

So I think if someone takes the effort to prove such beautiful messages of trust, love, etc. to you, you shouldn't let fear hold you back from TRULY accepting them.
Yes, sometimes things don't work out as planned and you could end up hurt, I'm not denying that possibility.
But... in my own experiences, when I was afraid of someone hurting me, I let myself be afraid.
I kept letting my own stupid irrational fears get to me until I did something to screw it all up.

It happened with one person in particular, and I've regretted it ever since.
I ran away and threw away a great guy all because I was afraid.
I convinced myself that minor problems were actually major problems, allowing myself to excuse running away like I did.
It's only now that I realize that I was just plain cowardly.

It's okay to be a little afraid, it's meant to protect you.
On the flip side,
never let your fears overcome you.

Even if you do get hurt, you'll pick yourself up, and you'll stand a little taller with that experience under your belt.

Maybe it's a messed up way to look at things, but I really think that each person in our life is a stepping stone, up until we find the people that will step on those stones with us... people like our parents, our siblings, the love of our life..

In the end, you can't let anything blind you, be it love, fear, or anything else. Keep your head on straight, never forget what you're aiming for, and TRUST YOURSELF. If it feels right, it probably is.

Don't lose faith in the way the universe works, and if you ever do, read A Piece of Cake by Cupcake Brown. Her life story will prove to you that everything happens for a reason. It's really very moving.

Anyway.

Trust that you are right where you're supposed to be, and everything will work out in the end.

And specifically to you, the friend I'm talking about, I KNOW things will work out for you. You're too good of a person for them not to. Look at how successful you've been already, in all of your endeavors.
I don't think you realize how much I admire you, and I don't think you realize how lovable you really are.
Is it because so many people have thrown you away for some other broad that you feel like nobody could really actually want you?
I feel the same way, look at what jerkface did to me. If that's not proof that people are sometimes just plain stupid and selfish, then I don't know how else to prove it to you.

Does loving this guy feel right? Does loving this guy seem right?
If your mind and your heart (without fear clouding them) agree, then I think you've got something worth fighting for, and if you do, I hope neither of you ever forget how lucky you are to have each other.





Thanks for readin' :]

Saturday, November 3, 2012

The plot thickens.

Ahhhhh... my life is never dull. At least I can't complain about that.

I don't choose this for myself, but that's just the way things happen.
Always unexpected!



And this time, I'm going to step up and take responsibility for what happened instead of just laughing off my eclectic luck.

Everything will be okay.



Sometimes you just have to delete people out of your life, whether you want to or not.
Sometimes what's BEST isn't what you really want.... but it's for the best, and you just kind of have to go with the motions.

Maybe all of these things are just what I needed.
Maybe my sense of direction for life is much more clear to me now.


And maybe I can't focus on what I need to do with all of the unnecessary drama...
maybe there are some people that just bring these things to my life, and since I don't need it,

I don't need them.



Everything will be okay.
You'll all know what I'm talking about soon enough.

Sunday, September 30, 2012

Change. Warning: may contain indecent language. Viewer discretion is advised.

So.
Things have changed quite a bit in the last 36 hours or so.




...And I've learned a lot about myself.
People make me feel weak sometimes, but I came to a realization...

I'm strong.

All that bullshit like 'I can't do this' and 'I give up after this one' is fucking retarded.
I'm Brittany mother fucking Hall, and I'm one of the strongest people I know.
I have the strength to be strong for someone else AND myself at the same time; tell me where else you can find that trait.
All that weak bullshit? Fuck that. That's not me.

This is me.
And I'm the most fucking awesome person I know. Wanna know why?
First of all, I enjoy being around myself. But you wanna know why else?

I'm strong.
I'm smart.
I'm willing,
and able.
I'm determined,
but I know when to walk away.
I try my best in literally EVERYTHING I do.
I take initiative.
I show interest in the interests of the people I care about.
I speak, and I listen. Often.
I can apologize and mean it; I can admit when I'm wrong.
I can see both sides of a story and actually prefer both sides to just one.
When I love, I love with all of me.
I can give for others more than I take for myself.

And you know what else?
I'm a fucking cool person to be around.
I love to have a good time and be drama-free.
I'm quirky, I'm funny, and I'm not afraid to be myself.


Don't get me wrong, I'm not perfect, and I'm quite aware.
BUT. I'm not broken. I'm not damaged. And I'm certainly good enough for anything that comes my way.


But you know what?
I haven't been myself lately. I've been stuffing that independent, open-minded, strong-willed person down inside of me.



And you know what I replaced her with?
A needy little bitch.


FUCK THAT
That's not me, and I'm done bending over backwards for people that don't do shit for me, people that don't even show appreciation.

I'm done bowing down.

It's time for me to stand up.



I'm done with the past, it's over and done with, nobody can go back in time to change it.
I'm always examining the present and looking toward the future.
(That's another good thing about me.)
Fuck holding grudges and fuck being pissed off/sad all the time.
Is that the way I want to live my life? Hell no.



I'd do anything for love, I'll be honest.
But when someone just takes and takes without giving so much as a little comfort in return, when someone is only there for you sometimes, and when someone is annoyed at anything to do with you....
that's not love.



Love is something beautiful.

"
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres."




And you know what?
I've done all of those things consistently.
Everyone makes mistakes, and I have made mine.
But ultimately, all of those are fulfilled by me.




And that, my friends, is a rare trait to find.


So you don't believe me?
You don't think I do all those things when I love someone?
You don't think it's a rare thing to find?




Let's test it.

Saturday, September 29, 2012

Stuck.

I don't even know what to say.

Have you ever had those moments when you're so overwhelmed by emotions that you have absolutely no words?
That's me. Right now.


I wish I had the power to change things...
In my eyes, everything seems so simple!
So why is it so... complicated?
I don't understand, and it's the most frustrating thing ever.


I don't even know where I'm going with this; I don't know much of anything right now.

It's depressing when the only thing you're sure of is your emotions...




WHY IS THIS HAPPENING AGAIN

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

...And life went on.



This morning, I felt compelled to update this blog... for some reason.
I had forgotten about it for a long time, but like anything else, it resurfaced in my mind at an unexpected (maybe even inopportune) time.

I logged onto here, and immediately began reading my old posts.
In the much older ones, I found many clues to myself (especially in the post containing some of my inspired academic work).
Again, referring to the core of myself, not the changing aspects.

There were only two things that bothered me in particular:
1. The way I talked about my brother.
When he and his girlfriend moved in with us, I was angry. I didn't understand why things were going so badly for him. In other words, I was naive. What I said was mean.
He didn't uproot my life.
I have grown and learned many many things since my senior year in high school (when that was posted). I feel a deep sense of regret for writing those words.
For the simple fact that it was the way I felt at the time, I will not remove them. However, I'd like to say that I know better now, and I have a deeper understand of the situation now that much time has passed.
I'm sorry.

2. The most recent blog post, besides this one.
I am so ashamed of myself for being so weak. How could I believe that life could not and would not carry on?
Truth is, yeah, I screwed myself over on that one. Yes, the majority of what happened was all.my.fault.
However, I wouldn't have made 90% of the decisions I had made if the person I was referencing had just listened and taken me seriously.
Don't get me wrong, I will never attempt to justify my actions; they were completely and utterly wrong.
But the reason that relationship failed? It was due to both of us. Maybe not equally, but we  both had a part in burning it to the ground. And now?
I'm glad it's over. I've realized how many things I absolutely hated about him.
I've realized that we were at completely separate maturity levels in every aspect I can think of.
Yeah, I loved him. Did it hurt? Absolutely, it killed.
But it didn't kill me.

---------------------------------------

With every end, there's a new beginning, and I found mine in the relatively run-down town of Three Rivers.
Well, I actually found it in Portage 8 years ago.
But, again, as everything always does, it resurfaced.
And I love him. In a way, I always have.
Yeah, it sounds like the most ridiculous thing you've ever heard, but love is entirely subjective. It's different to everyone.
All I can say is that he was the first person I ever had strong feelings for and that I've never felt this profound of an emotion before, not with anyone else.
And I've proven it.
To myself, to him, to the world.

After my last significant relationship, I decided that I would not or could not love again.
I wouldn't get attached to anyone, and I most certainly would not make the same mistakes again.
That's my I'm-happy-to-be-waking-up-in-bf's-bed morning face.
Well, I still refuse to make those same mistakes again, but all of those certainties-at-the-time kind of went out the window while being taken home in a little red Taurus.


And I've made mistakes this time around too, but I'm proud of myself for making them short and sweet, for learning from them quickly and making necessary adjustments, and for putting my all into this one, regardless of my fears.


At the end of it all, I just have to accept that I will never be perfect, nor will life in general, despite my efforts.
But that doesn't mean that I can't be happy.


I still struggle with depression, and at this point, I'm wondering if I always will.
My mom advised me to start keeping daily entries in my diary about the way things are going. Then I could look back in a month's time and remember, whether or not I want to, how good or bad things have been.
And that would probably be a good thing for me, but I just don't know if I'm willing to do that. In a way, I'd rather just live and try to forget about all the bad things.

...Isn't that what everyone else does?


At this exact point in my life, I feel overwhelmed for pretty much no reason.
What do I have to worry about?
School, work, budgeting money, maintaining healthy relationships with the people I love.
That last one is just a difficult one for me.

Maybe I should put "maintaining a healthy relationship with myself" as a priority.
Maybe I'd be happier.

Then again, I feel like I've tried to do that, and it all fell through the cracks once someone hurt me. Why should I build myself up if someone else is just going to tear me down?

Don't let them, you say?
Well... that's easier said than done, and I'm sure that ANYONE reading this can see my argument, so I don't feel the need to make it. We've all been hurt, and that's all I'm going to say.



I've decided that I'm going to share this on Facebook.




...No one will read it.

But. I'm still going to do it. Why? I'm not sure.
Maybe I subconsciously search for people to understand me, or maybe I just want some feedback.
Maybe I feel like the answers I've been looking for all along are staring me right in the face, but I just can't see them.


Right now, I'm relatively certain that the answers I'm looking for don't even exist.
Maybe they wouldn't even exist in a perfect world.



Physical state: tired
Emotional state: calm
Mental state: clear