A Chain

Jul. 21st, 2008 12:19 pm
jakebe: (Comfort)
I'm sneaking up on 28 years old already. Wow.

Anyway, there was a period of time (pretty much from the time I found the furry fandom way back in 1996 to...oh, maybe 2002) where I was nothing less than a complete depressoid douche-bag online. Granted, in my defense, I was going through some pretty heavy stuff back then. I won't go into it all, but...I typed it out and it's an awful, awful *lot*. Sometimes when I look back at that period of time I'm amazed that I lived through it. When I look back at my life I realize how hard I rock and I can probably survive anything. :)

But the point is this: for about five or six years, I was completely depressed and suicidal. I didn't think my life would (or could) get any better, and any suggestion someone had would be rebuffed with a reason why it wouldn't work. I would come on, night after night, seeking companionship, being manipulative when I wouldn't get it, and bringing everyone down with my constant, unrelenting depression when I did. I was a complete mess.

This was when I rose up against the Giant's Club "clique." This is when I trolled people for netsex over everything else. This is when I did a *lot* of things I'm not proud of, and I still carry a lot of regret for it to this day.

Still, there were people who took me through the worst of that, who believed in me and hung in there with me when I was at my most maddeningly self-destructive and irrational. Without these people, I don't know where I would have been. It's only now, some years later, when I'm well beyond the other side, that I realize what immense compassion, patience and understanding that took. I rock, it's true, but these people, god...words fail me. They have no idea how much appreciation I have for them. They're my personal bodhisattvas.

There are a lot of people in really bad places right now, and things might be getting worse for a lot of people. I get an earful from a few folks consistently, and I try to remember how it must have been for these guys who had to listen to me do the same things. It's an inspiration to be just as optimistic, patient, and compassionate with these folks as others have been to me. Hopefully, one day, when they're through the worst of it, I can look back and know I've been almost as good a friend to them as mine have been to me. Likely not, but I'm working on it and that's my goal.

I'm so grateful for the people in my life, and I hope that I can be one of the people that folks are grateful for someday.
jakebe: (Hope)
Weight This Week: 171.0
Weight Last Week: 169.8 lbs.
Change: +1.2 lbs.

Time: 35 minutes
Distance: 3.35 miles
Top Speed: 6.7 mph
Calories: 351

Chest Press: 80 lbs.
Bent Arm Pulldown: 45 lbs.
Crunches: 30
Push-Ups: 30

First of all, congratulations to [livejournal.com profile] belly4you for graduating from the University of Arkansas! You've worked really hard for this, and I'm really proud that you've managed to push through the crappy system and everything else that's stood in your way. I only wish I could have been there to tell you this in person. You rock, sista. :D

I know so many great people. People who are driven and eloquent and wise, and full of wonder and questions, who are never content to live an unexamined life. Every one of you, in your own way, encourages me to keep moving and pushing and trying to grow. I'm really grateful for all of you right now.

Haven't called my mother yet, or dad. Or Crystal, or Daro, or any number of people I haven't talked to in a long time. I really miss all of you guys. Thank you for continuing to be patient with my flakiness and flightiness, my awkwardness, my insecurities, and everything.

I'm feeling a lot better, despite everything. There's the constant worry that I'm not a good enough friend, but what can I do...but be a better friend? :) If you get random pings from me before I have to dash off to do something else, just chalk it up to me trying in my own weird scatter-brained way.
jakebe: (zen-coyote)
One of the things that I really need to do is stop being so negative. It doesn't help me, it doesn't really help anyone around me, it gets me into this rut of ill will that's difficult to get out of. It colors how I see the world, my friends, takes me out of the moment into this cynical play-by-play of whatever's going on. It keeps me from enjoying almost anything.

Truly positive thinking isn't ignoring the bad parts of your life or being critical of things that need to change. I think positive thinking is recognizing those bad parts as either necessary to truly highlight what *is* good, or believing bad situations *can* change for the better. That even if people disappoint you, rarely is it because they're hopelessly, irrevocably bad..that most of the time they're just doing the best they can to live, same as you. Very few people are assholes just to be assholes, even if they make the claim to the contrary. People are good until they're proven otherwise.

I keep shifting back and forth in this pendulum, between everyone is awesome and a treasure, and exactly the way they should be. But then the ugly head of my idealist nature comes out, and tempers it with disappointment that worsens into a lack of faith, and from there it just goes to hopelessness. There's nothing I can do, and besides even if I could I don't have the right to do anything, these people don't listen to me, don't care, who am I kidding that I can influence anything?

And that's where I am right now, but the pendulum is swinging back. People are messy and horrible and selfish and completely unempathetic, but I love them anyway. :) I don't think I can find acceptance for a certain kind of person nearly as easily as I could before, which is troubling; people who lack the ability to understand and connect with other people are disturbingly common these days, and it's probably because society doesn't approve a sense of community like it used to. Connection isn't desirable, in fact...any one you might say hi to, see in an airport, a coffeshop, your next-door neighbor...they could be a rapist, a pedophile, a terrorist, a gang member, a drug user, a misanthrope, a chauvinist, a racist, any number of nightmare scenarios. We take a look at people from our windows and say "He's too fat and disgusting," or "Look at the way he runs to that car with the thumping bass, he must be buying drugs," or "Look at that little girl in bare feet and WalMart clothes, she's probably going out to get knocked up." or "That woman just sits on her couch all day and locks her children out so she can watch The View." Even if it's true, these are all people who are...flawed, and those flaws are visible and it consumes them right now. Underneath all that shit, though, there's a good person. It's just a matter of getting to.

Perhaps there's nothing harder than recognizing the good person in a friend or confidant who has disappointed you. But if you can't trust your friends, who can you trust? There's got to be a healthier mix than the one I've been operating on, right? We'll just have to find it.
jakebe: (Greg the Bunny!)
So, with all the pontificating I've forgotten to write about general life things. I'll do that now.

The biggest news first: I talked to Charles about my pay situation last week, and he pretty much gave me the lowdown on it. I tried to be smoother by asking him how he thought I was doing, but he figured out what I was after pretty quickly. I mentioned that I know I'm getting paid less than everyone else, he's acknowledged it and said it was mainly because Don doesn't think I deserve the pay. He told me not to worry, though, he'd take care of it.

Yesterday he told me there'd be good news and bad news. The good news is I got a 50 cent raise, but the bad news is I'd be under the very watchful eye of Don. So, increase in pay, but I've put myself in a precarious position. I'm going to *have* to deliver. The thing is, I think I'm on par with the rest of the Bookshop already; there's not much that I do that other employees aren't getting away with. Since Don thinks I'm so far behind everyone else, though, I'll give him exactly what he wants. Namely, productivity at the expense of being social. It's a passive-aggressive way to handle it, but it's also one that leaves me pretty blameless. The capper is I'm *still* not being paid as much as everyone else, but at least the gap has narrowed by half.

I suppose I'm looking at this the wrong way, but...well, my pride is stung. In time I'll probably come to look at it as an opportunity to improve my work ethic, which could always stand to be improved. This'll make it easier to get a good recommendation from those guys when I'm CA-bound and looking for work, and it should make it easier for me to get raises and better positions and everything when I'm out there. So, good deal.

Writing is coming along very slowly. Mostly, I've been working on Smiley Dan's LiveJournal; he has a new layout scheme and color and everything. I think I'll make the journal itself more personal and private, but written to some audience that Dan can't see. He knows it'll be read at some point, hopes for it, in fact...just doesn't want it to be before the Apocalypse has been resolved and things have gone either way. ;) So, all of the entries will be in-character, and the replies will be OOC discussion. This allows me to be completely frank with Dan's journal and not...violating the laws of secrecy that are the hallmarks of all White Wolf games. ;)

Also trying to work on a little short story thing as part of a trade with [livejournal.com profile] ladyperegrine. I'm trying to think of something that isn't way too cliche but I'm having a lot of trouble. There's also "Salvation" characters to work on and character descriptions and the like (I would like to finally bunnify Jakebe over on FM). It's just...you know, finding time has been a little difficult.

Started doing zazen and yoga again. I really don't understand how I could have let myself fall off meditation for so long; I think that's a big reason why I've been so grumpy and unfocused with people. I'm still kind of short, but there are *other* reasons for that... ;) It really helps with being aware, though, and not having shoulders that feel like they're hunched up around my ears.

I'd like to take time out to say that [livejournal.com profile] daroneasa is an excellent friend and I'm really glad that I know her. *mush*

I think in the past month or so I've gotten fairly intolerant of people I feel are not being very kind to other people. It's always bothered me, this disrespect to others for whatever reason, but lately I've been getting a lot more vocal about it; angry instead of disturbed, more willing to tell someone they're being a putz. I've been trying to back off on just immediately jumping down someone's throat about things, but...I'm more willing to tell someone when I think they're being wrong. I think that's one of the reasons I feel like I've been coming off as such an ass to people in general lately. There's a lot I put up with for a long time that I'm just...less willing to put up with now. I love my friends dearly and to bits, and I know that there are flaws there and everyone has them and that's part of the reason I love them so much. But still...too many people let their flaws and hang-ups hurt other people, and worse, make no effort to change, and worse *still*, try to spin their flaws into strengths or chastise other parties for not taking their flaws in stride. It's not so much that people have flaws, it's that they're completely careless about how they affect other people. Sometimes, "That's just how I am. I accept it, why can't you?" is not adequate justification for being rude or mean to people.

And before anyone thinks this is about them specifically, a disclaimer; it's just...a solidified thought that's culminated from several experience, mostly on-line and some off. This doesn't have to do with any one specific person. We're all cool, OK? :)

Oh! My weight is 153 pounds, and I'd like to get to 150 to be well and truly set. My diet, I think, is just fine, though now that Lent's over I'm really going to have to watch the fast food. It's always easier to watch what you eat *with* someone, and since [livejournal.com profile] bamboofae is going on a diet I think I'll have to eat with her a lot more often. ;) Healthy stuff just rubs off on people, you know.

Tonight, I think I'll watch "Hustle and Flow" after work. Daro, Delphi, V, Crystal...anyone want to come over and watch Terrence Howard be a pimp?

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