Haha! I called my mum on Friday to find out where my birth cert was, I was under some delusion induced by the post office people that I needed it to renew it. Anyway, I call my mum, she's in the hair dressers and that always puts her in 'queen' mode. Anyhow, I tell her I'm sorting my passport and she's straight away says:
"So, is 'whatsimajig' still paying for your ticket?
"mum you know his name, don't be a bitch"
*insert mum sarcasm here*
"no I don't, what is it, I have buried it deep in my mother memory, I'm allowed"
"ok, yeah well, 'whatsimajig' is still paying for my ticket, yes."
What a di*khead!
I got off the phone and found myself laughing at what an eloquent bitch she is, probably laughing because I am so much like her. So I went out into the living room, where my brother in law was and told him and he cracked up.
See I have new news ( she does not know about), BB will be coming straight to Australia after Asia, before we didn't know he could be onshore for his application, and now we have found out he can come on a tourist visa and leave to reenter when the visa status changes. Anyhow, what does this essentially mean to this story?
My mum is an ex nurse, and to be frank, it's the PTSD that turn them off him (though they didn't know about it until we were breaking up). It's true, they are worried I will have another break down, or whatever. They are just very conservative. Though the funny thing is, my mum, she actually connected with him. Though I remember her asking about his mum on Christmas day, I just remembered that just then, he was helping her with the food, I came in to get some wine glasses and I heard her ask about his mum.
She knows I love him. No one should ever try to dissuade you from loving someone based on their own judgment and desires, they only have the right if that person is hurting you. And despite this past week, BB makes me happier than I was the day before.
I’m going into this wide eyed and with faith. But I don’t want to hold onto vulnerable feelings from the past, feelings I have gotten over, feelings that are no longer valid as things have changed, we’ve grown and learnt a lot.
So today I emailed my mum:
Hi Mum,
I just wanted to let you know something, because you seem like you are going to make it a bit difficult for me to talk to you about it. And to be honest, there is no one in the world who understands me more than you, except for BB.
I still love BB, and you already know this because you know me, very well -- I am certainly, emotionally my mothers daughter and I am proud of this.
But know this, I am no longer the mixed up emotional wreck I once was. I thank you so much for being the wonderful you and helping me pull myself out of that shit I was in and helped me put a smile on my face.
But I am fine now, fine but for 3 years I have not stopped thinking about the connection I had with BB. I tried to put it away, but I can't. And if I could I would. The thing is he didn't do anything wrong to me, he just has severe anxiety, PTSD, and he is a beautiful person in spite of all that has happened to him. He helped me grow a lot, that's why it hurt so much when I realised what I had done -- what I had lost.
Don't forget it was BB that pushed me into therapy, BB who showed me love and sanctuary when I thought no-one on earth could ever understand, BB who came to meet you even though he has never had a family of his own and was scared, petrified but wanted to meet you, to see where I came from, to see where he was going.
But he was young and so was I. We are still connected, it's like we met in another life. He's a man now. I need to find out. I can feel it, I love this man, he has helped me in so many ways and he continues to teach me as I teach him. Every day he pulls me closer. You need to realise that even if it doesn't work out the way I am hoping -- he will always be a close friend. You need to accept that and remember that you quite liked him, I remember. You guys, in the short space you spent together connected.
Yeah we had a crazy break up, we also had some crazy people in our lives and we were taking crazy drugs and partying too much and I was in denial about the mental abuse from *enter ex’s name here*.
But don't worry, I am a different woman this time, I have my boundaries and I have a harness on my wisdom, and am very appreciative of what I have learnt.
So now, I'm going to find out if BB and I are truly soul mates -- twin flames, as we seem to believe we are.
I want you to trust me. Be the honest and loving mother you have always been, but please don't be nasty or insensitive, it makes me want to withdraw from you and I don't want to ever do that again. I liked the chat we first had about this. I am happy for you to say how you feel, as long as it is objective and not protective.
We're friends and mother and daughter. I love you, I am proud of you and I have control over my life thanks to your wonderful guidance and parenting.
So trust me, I'm fine, but also, be honest without being scary.
Her reply:
It's OK, you do what you have to do. You are only on loan from God to me and I have let go...sort of. You are very special to me and I just want you to love you first before you can love anyone else. I have my gut feelings and not quite sure where this coming from. I am honest and never speak up only when I have too. This may be coming from a protective mother, the Holy Spirit within me or I that I don't want you to go through any more negative relationships that will hold you back from using the gifts that God has given you.
I have not been nasty, just honest. I did forget BB's name, not rude, just forgot for whatever reason. I don't always remember all of your friends nor *sister* and especially *brother*. Be careful not to take things personally.
Anyway snookums, be good and keep taking steps forward, which I know you are doing. See you next month, I hope. Fares very expensive at the moment. Keep an eye out for me.
Love you heaps
From your very outspoken Mummy. Xxxooo
Gosh she sounds so religious doesn’t she? Ha, she’s not really a preacher, but I guess that’s the best way she can describe how she’s feeling.
My reply:
I do love me first Mum, I really really do.
Your gut reaction is your urge to protect me -- you're my mum.
Your gut reaction is your not being used to me being open with you. I never have before, until after the fact.
Your gut reaction is the unknown about me, the new girl who has shed all that crap from the past. I feel great, I really really do. I look in the mirror and I smile at myself these days, I feel overjoyed at how far I have come. Life is not a struggle any more, I'm dealing with what ever comes my way. And you're my hero. You really, really are.
I didn't take THAT personally, I actually laughed when I got off the phone. But today when I got my passport approved in my email it got me thinking. And I thought well, it's about to happen, lets clear the communication lines.
Know this, I always want you to speak up, but speak up with faith that you have taught me well and that I now know myself much better than yesterday.
I don't want to sugar coat things so they taste nice when I give them to you, you'll know if it's bitter underneath anyway.
Yep see you soon.
And it's true. And now I feel stronger. What a burden truth can be if it's captured in your brain without an escape.
So yes, now I feel like I am creating my positive world -- I'm in control of it. And if I fall down tomorrow, then I'll laugh and get back up, cognisant that i am human.
I have to keep the faith, I have to keep creating a positive reality.
Argh, six weeks, 46 days left. That's it 46 days.
And yet a whole 21 days until I am sure BB will make the bank.
I can feel that he will. I can feel it, I feel it all. I wana feel that light from his eyes shining down on me again, I don't have to tell you how welcome it will be.