Sheesh o rama

Sometimes life is thick…
Basically, I need to give myself a break. I had some conflicts last night, all of which were useful and important… but man were they tiring. I think that I realized many important things about myself, including that I can’t be perfect in my relationships. I think I end up putting my standards for myself far too high, and then when I make a mistake (which of course is inevitable) I can’t stand it! It also puts me somewhat at a disadvantage because then others are shocked when I’ve done something I shouldn’t have.
I told someone something that I shouldn’t have about 2 years ago- and now the person that told me in confidentiality found out a couple of days ago and confronted me on it. This thing that I told was REALLY private. The context in which it was told was totally well-intentioned, and really I don’t remember doing it, but I know that I did. I feel so bad about it I could just flop on the floor.
I strive for balance in so many areas of my life, and because of a mistake I made 2 YEARS ago, I feel like I’m the worst person ever. This indicates a problem. I cannot have this kind of attitude towards myself in my relationships.
I think this kind of thinking may, in fact, keep me from being the kind of friend that I really should be- one that is human and makes mistakes from time to time. I have to allow this. I don’t really think of myself as a perfectionist, but I do think that I may have to give this area of my life some attention (ha, meaning slack).
Like my teacher said “If only we were as kind to ourselves as we are to others.” What’s really bizarre about this particular situation was that my friend who had found out I blurted was totally cool. She was dissapointed and surprised, but mostly it seemed like she just wanted it “out there”. I, however, was inconsolable.
I think I also hate the idea of 2 years of a secret held by someone, only to rear it’s ugly head now… it feels unnatural, and I don’t like it.
None the less, I’m feeling “tender” and prone to self pity. Someone slap me please?

It’s always a work in progress.

March 24th:
Missed. Oh well. I suppose there’s room for mistakes… yes?

March 25th:

My lovely sis Gretchen at her baby shower last Sunday. Hooray ๐Ÿ™‚

March 26th:

I was so warm out we just left the back door open for Maya. I love when we can do that.

March 27th:

Michigan prisoner’s art show. The show was great, and Rose and I hooked up with a woman who’s going to set us up as “art mentors” for youth who are just leaving the juvenile system.

March 28th:

Jeff had the camera all day because he is helping this guy out at his new beer/wine making shop. It’s a do-it-yourself kind of place. Jeff designed the website. So J took 365 for the day.

March 29th:

I thought yesterday morning was so glowy and pretty.


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Comments (5)

  1. kazzibee


    dont’ worry about it! It’s done! Upside: you can learn something AND you can feel lucky your friend was cool about it.


    1. Gracie (Post author)

      I AM GRATEFUL!!!! (and jealous of course)
      I almost forgot to be grateful this morning. Thank you for reminding me of the poison darts…. and thank you for the slap. I am now officially grateful for both slap and no scratch from poison dart AND reminder to be grateful.
      You have kazzified my day.

  2. kazzibee

    holy pregole the bubbarito is nearly here!

    1. Gracie (Post author)

      Yah. It’s gonna be bubbalicious. But for now just pregolicious. Soak it up! Only 2 more weeks or so!

  3. pearlstreetdiva

    it was a little more than a year ago there was some showing of michigan prisoners art in town. and they were working with the organization who was showing that movie ‘after innoncence’ which i got a free ticket to see the day i ran into a friend who volunteers for something revolving around the art show. weird that it was brought up again…for me at least. it seems like it would be such an incredible show to see. you should check that movie out if you’ve never seen it…AMAZING


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