I'm amped up, and procrastinating. I'm at work right now, supposed to be polishing up a resume--which I will get to, but
felt like posting first.
I'm not sure there's anything important to say-- well there is something that popped into my head and it scares me to talk about because I'm scared to admit that it hurt me, but I'm am going to admit that it hurt me, and I'm going to admit that it hurt me so that I don't internalize it.
I admitted the hurt to my Canadian Goddess, but I admit it again:
The Mental Midget K's comment cut deeply. Not the "EWWWWW" as much as being referred to as a "science experiment". Logically, I know that K is just an ignorant self-absorbed mental pygmy, but I spent a *long* time internalizing many things, and I used to chalk up people's reactions to me as passive misunderstanding; I never let myself believe that anyone could live in such active, hurtful ignorance.
Her comment hurt so much that I spent a couple days not only wondering about the reactions of strangers but also wondering about what's in the minds of even my friends when it comes to how they really view me when they think of me as a sexual person....
The important thing is that Janet sees me for me-- and not the package I'm in. And she always has seen me for the package I'm in. And that is what matters, that's all that matters.
And she has faith in me, and her children get it, too. It's unfortunate, as Janet reminds me all the time, that she and her little people, are the exception right now, and not the rule.
OK I've talked enough right now.
Have an a great Sunday.