It has been a while... I think I go in and out of "blogger" phases. Or rather, writing phases. Sometimes I feel the need to write and other times I feel the need to just be. I have also been quite busy at work lately, so that attributes to some of it.
A friend yesterday told me that there are two poems that changed their life. It is two very normal everyday poems that to me are one. Granted I have yet to sit and do the research and considering this friend is not giving any up as part of the change comes through the finding of the meanings, it is not easy.
The only bit that this friend remembers is this: "Don't let the bed bugs bite" and "Sleep tight, Good Night"
Now, I know what you are thinking and on some level you are correct. That is just a childhood poem to put kids to bed with. But there is apparently more. More behind the poem and the phrases... And it is not the first few things that pop up in a search engine either. So don't go thinking that sleeping tight is to tighten up the ropes that hold your mattress. There is more. I have yet to find it but apparently there is more.
On another note. I have been meaning to tell you about my plan for good doings.
Here it is... roughly:
The one thing above all other things that aggravates me The Most is sexual crimes against women and children. I absolutely can not stand that this is happening and I can not stand even more that people are not talking about it more openly. Why they don't talk about it is beyond me. I feel that there needs to be a space for people to come and openly discuss what happened without feeling shame, guilt or sorrow. There needs to be love, for everyone and most especially people who were taken advantage of in this hideous way. So, I am going to begin writing a plan and recruiting people to help me make a space for that somewhere. Whether it be on the internet or in an everyday kind of physical way, I don't know yet. It could be both.
If you have any ideas, throw them out there!! I would love to hear it!!
But to start we are going to do it 12 step style. I will begin.
My name is Jessica. I am a victim of sexual abuse.
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Well My friends
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Bugger
I do not know what to write about these days. A lot of it has to do with a very busy schedule and some of it has to do with the fact that I am mostly just waiting. Waiting until Sunday.
Sunday will be a good day. Maybe not for him, right away... but for the rest of us. Yes! Sunday, bloody Sunday. It can't come sooner is all I have to say!
As for the rest of it. This past Sunday I picked up my absolute best friend in the entire world from the airport. She was in India for three and a half weeks. First, INDIA!! Land of Ganesha, the elephant God. Second, INDIA!! How freakin' cool, eh?!
And finally, INDIA!! Meg and I talk at least once a day when she is home. She is my support, my friend, my sister. We met while working at Microsoft together and have been besties ever since. Three and a half weeks of no talking. No sharing. Nothing. It was traumatizing to say the least. We both survived and now of course, have only more to talk about.
Upon finally finding her at the airport... (she left without giving me any flight info except that she came in at twelve... very Megan!) We went straight to her parents house and she dispersed amazing gifts. Then, off to our favorite thing in the world. Sushi! Usually, Megan and I eat sushi when we are hung over, feeling good or just want to go out to eat. When we got into my car and I asked if she was hungry, "SUSHI!" was the excited response. You'd think she would be sick of rice, but not Megan. Poor Meg ate sushi and ran errands smelling like a 24 hour flight, hence the "haggardness" of this picture. Granted I just see Megan. Don't let her fool you, that flannel is not reserved for flying it is just one in a wardrobe consisting of many, many flannel shirts. I've never met anyone who loves flannel more.
Ah, it is so good to have my friend back! And thanks, Megan for all the beautiful elephant gifts!
