It Is What It Is - Take 2
Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2017 8:49 am
"Watching" myself react the way that I have -- just to writing a d*&% post -- and the discomfort that followed -- makes me kind of sick to my stomach.
I joined NOM (NOM.1) 5.5 years ago. My zealously TBM parents had just "outed" me to my whole extended family in a group e-mail that I got at the same time that everyone else in my family got it. I wish I could recover the post where I furiously ranted about how violated and shamed I felt that day. My family relationships have never been the same.
I created the handle/avatar "Enough" on NOM to represent two things for me: I wanted to say "Enough is Enough!" -- meaning: I am NOT going to put up with the judgmental passive-aggressiveness (and other stuff) ANY MORE! ...to claim my identity apart from the restrictive and misogynist cards I have been dealt. And, I wanted to say that "I AM Enough -- As Is."
As I sit here today FIVE+ FREAKING YEARS later -- I cannot say that the judgmental passive-aggressiveness (from my family) has changed a bit. And, at the Church level -- I've experienced only Retrenchment and more consequent problems in real-life experience. Frankly, I continue to struggle to feel like I am "Enough". It is painful -- because of what IT IS! But, there's more. There's a whole additional level of hurt/harm that is SELF-inflicted because I cannot MAKE myself feel/do/be better! In Buddhism, it's referred to as the "second arrow". It bothers me so much that my quiver is still full of those arrows, and that I regularly launch them at myself. I know better, right?!
But, on Thanksgiving Day -- A day that is supposed to be full of warm and fuzzy feelings about/with family and gratitude for life... I was feeling really resentful....Resentful that I live in a world where I am ACTUALLY quite full of goodness, compassion, wisdom, and love. I work in a "helping" field -- and people often recognize and express great gratitude for the "gifts" that I bring to the table. Yet, most people in my family or in my church cannot see through my Mormon non-compliance (aka defiance), feminism, intellectualism, and overall "sinfulness" (e.g. I drink Diet Coke; Yeah -- my Mom believes that CHOCOLATE is against the Word of Wisdom! ) Many people in my world can't see me at all through the dark and moldy filters...I'm just a "broken, misguided person." That is hard. And, I hate it. And, I hate it when I use the word "hate."
Like I said in the post that that I edited (because I still can't stand to be seen in a not-so-bright-and-shinily-perfect way... THANKS Mormon Perfectionistic Indoctrination!!!) -- I am just tired of managing my religious/spiritual life. I don't feel like I should HAVE TO, but in reality -- I do have to. I don't live in a bubble (although sometimes that sounds awesome) where my feelings, beliefs, and actions have no effect on people. I love my family. I love my TBM DH and my 1 (resigned) son, and my 1 "apostate" son (age 20, not going on a mission), and my 2 fully-invested TBM teenagers, AND my Autistic-11-year-old son who is just happy if he gets to play with his fidget spinner during Primary. But, it is HARD to be the mother/wife/independent person -- juggling all of these issues, responsibilities, and relationships is just very, very hard.
So -- For those who missed my original rant because I took it away: You didn't really miss anything. Here's another one.
In the end, I guess I am *still* just Enough-in-progress. It may always be that way. I need to just get used to it. I wish I could.
I joined NOM (NOM.1) 5.5 years ago. My zealously TBM parents had just "outed" me to my whole extended family in a group e-mail that I got at the same time that everyone else in my family got it. I wish I could recover the post where I furiously ranted about how violated and shamed I felt that day. My family relationships have never been the same.
I created the handle/avatar "Enough" on NOM to represent two things for me: I wanted to say "Enough is Enough!" -- meaning: I am NOT going to put up with the judgmental passive-aggressiveness (and other stuff) ANY MORE! ...to claim my identity apart from the restrictive and misogynist cards I have been dealt. And, I wanted to say that "I AM Enough -- As Is."
As I sit here today FIVE+ FREAKING YEARS later -- I cannot say that the judgmental passive-aggressiveness (from my family) has changed a bit. And, at the Church level -- I've experienced only Retrenchment and more consequent problems in real-life experience. Frankly, I continue to struggle to feel like I am "Enough". It is painful -- because of what IT IS! But, there's more. There's a whole additional level of hurt/harm that is SELF-inflicted because I cannot MAKE myself feel/do/be better! In Buddhism, it's referred to as the "second arrow". It bothers me so much that my quiver is still full of those arrows, and that I regularly launch them at myself. I know better, right?!
But, on Thanksgiving Day -- A day that is supposed to be full of warm and fuzzy feelings about/with family and gratitude for life... I was feeling really resentful....Resentful that I live in a world where I am ACTUALLY quite full of goodness, compassion, wisdom, and love. I work in a "helping" field -- and people often recognize and express great gratitude for the "gifts" that I bring to the table. Yet, most people in my family or in my church cannot see through my Mormon non-compliance (aka defiance), feminism, intellectualism, and overall "sinfulness" (e.g. I drink Diet Coke; Yeah -- my Mom believes that CHOCOLATE is against the Word of Wisdom! ) Many people in my world can't see me at all through the dark and moldy filters...I'm just a "broken, misguided person." That is hard. And, I hate it. And, I hate it when I use the word "hate."
Like I said in the post that that I edited (because I still can't stand to be seen in a not-so-bright-and-shinily-perfect way... THANKS Mormon Perfectionistic Indoctrination!!!) -- I am just tired of managing my religious/spiritual life. I don't feel like I should HAVE TO, but in reality -- I do have to. I don't live in a bubble (although sometimes that sounds awesome) where my feelings, beliefs, and actions have no effect on people. I love my family. I love my TBM DH and my 1 (resigned) son, and my 1 "apostate" son (age 20, not going on a mission), and my 2 fully-invested TBM teenagers, AND my Autistic-11-year-old son who is just happy if he gets to play with his fidget spinner during Primary. But, it is HARD to be the mother/wife/independent person -- juggling all of these issues, responsibilities, and relationships is just very, very hard.
So -- For those who missed my original rant because I took it away: You didn't really miss anything. Here's another one.
In the end, I guess I am *still* just Enough-in-progress. It may always be that way. I need to just get used to it. I wish I could.