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xzanthia
30-year old Woman
Tampa / Denver, Florida, United States |
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| Wednesday, May 27 2009 12:09 PM |
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Subject: Base Weblog |
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Green Lights and Red Flags (PT 1) |
Green Lights and Red Flags
I am at a new part of my life. I truly feel the edge of the cliff of my old life at my heels as I free fall into my new one. I am now beginning to see all my hard work and effort beguine to pay off. I can now see my life as chapters.
Chapter 1 – (Birth – 11) “Childhood” - Living with my mom, traveling all over the country.
Chapter 2 – (11 – 15) “Becoming” - Living with my father, finding who I am.
Chapter 3 – (16 – 19) “Discovery / Depression” - Finding love, Dating, Growing into my own. Understanding people and there actions and reactions for the first time. Loosing myself in my thoughts and not knowing how to control the depth of which I go.
Chapter 4 – (19 – 22) “Weakness / Freedom” – Understanding my needs and desires while still a victim to my weaknesses. Becoming the public identity of (XZanthia).
Chapter 5 – (22 – 27) “Structure / Stability” – Living in Denver, Building the art community and gallery. Pulling together what it is that makes me tick. Seeing my path more clearly.
Chapter 6 – (27 – 29) “Separation / Solitude” – Denying my human desires for fear of the heart. Hurt by people I retreated into my own world.
Chapter 7 – (29 - ?) “Apprehension / Self Awareness” – wounds not healed, however willing to go back in the battle field believing I can win this war. Dating again. Loosing myself in relationships and rediscovering what I already knew. Becoming more productive and getting a better grasp on my passions.
Chapter 7 (Continued) “Organization / Understanding” – Where I am at now is that I am starting to embrace who I am and what I am truly looking for. Understanding the act of will is only as strong as ones true desire. Living in the “Now”. Learning to let go, move forward, truly learn and better myself and better structure my future.
Chapter 8 – (30s) “Converging” – I will hope to ether find my life partner or except that my life, like my parents will be full of 3 year relationships. Either way I would love to travel, study, be self sustaining and have a child.
Chapter 9 – (40s) “Family / Adulthood” – What ever that is, LOL…
I can feel that this is going to be a long blog. I have had a whole lot on my mind in the last week. It is as I think several thoughts at any given moment. Only when I show my mind enough to form them into constructive sentences to be translated by the public can I beguine to understand what I am truly thinking.
Writing this way is a powerful way to know ones self, as well as having others understand you. And in there comments, you can understand them. But that is simply there public comments. Being that I choose to live my life in the open, I am vulnerable to much public criticism. O and I do get it. I am just as human as the next person, and I am judged for it behind my back. This is life and just the way people are. I accept this. There is a part of me, with every action, feel the paparazzi at my door. I can now read the headlines. I understood this when I was becoming a public Icon and I embrace the positive and negative sides. I am human and just want friends, want to understand and be understood, love and be loved. I need to be allowed to change and shift gears. I need to be understood as a true artist, and only then can I not let anyone down.
In my time I have gathered many great friends on many different levels. Some breeze in and out with the passing wind, others stay by my side for years and others still come and go, but we never loose our connection. Forever connected. I feel forever bonded to everyone that touches my life in any kind of a substantial way. What I mean by this, anyone who takes the time to know me. It seems to start there. Then I reciprocate.
With this I have had numerous men use “work” as a way to get close to me, becoming angry if I don’t choose them romantically. This hurts and angers me. They become harsh in words and actions, letters and blogs when I put my attention on anyone but them. Be it male or female, romantically or otherwise. This obsession is one of the big reasons why I stopped dating/seeing people all together. It least if I was abstinent it was not “them”. But now this year since I have been having the desire to feel love again, I am being punished by these men who have posed as my friends, just waiting for there chance with me. This bothers me a great deal, and I wish it not to be so. It does not matter that I do not flirt, speak openly on my level of interest on them or even if I digress from intense interaction friendship for fear of leading them on. |
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