Ten Things I Like and Don’t Like About My Current Life/Relationships

Dear Diary,
After looking through my entries from the past God knows how many days, I’ve decided to come out and be honest about what’s going on: Blake and I had a fight. But I’m really mad that Blake just sits there and throws me off the phone after I try and be with him for a while. I told him I needed him, and he goes, “See ya.” What? For reals? After I spend a second on the phone with you after a group call with friends? I am afraid of losing you to someone like, uh, N.C. or some one else who could be in Arizona. Miss Arizona could be blonde, pretty, and skinny as hell. She could be a dancer, model, or singer, and she could attract Blake with her good looks and sweet sounding, practically sick sounding, voice. I don’t want to hear such a devilish sound from a blonde lady. I hate blonde men already because of Jason Lawrence. I would never date a pure Caucasian guy because all of the ones in my hometown rejected me. I’m not saying I’m racist, but I’ve had it with all those sadistic men on my plane, my personal love plane, throwing me around and saying that I’m not included for ever.
Well, Blake got into a fight with me about going out with friends, and he says he’s envious. Well, Blake, here’s what I’m jealous of: you have a brother who cared about you for once. I had two who didn’t. I don’t know what is worse, a brother who wears ties, thinks he can buy his girlfriend flowers, and gold, or someone who plays the guitar of all instruments and can go places with others. Chad went to Australia for heaven’s sakes, and I actually had a memory of someone in Australia. Chris West.
Yes, Chris West was a pretty ok guy, he was sweet in some ways, but there were a lot of things I hated about Chris. Things like his accusations and allegations of harassment and the “flowery words” he so hated about me. Here are ten things, though, I hate about my life, and ten things I like about it.

Ten Things I Hate About Me

1. I’m fat.
2. I’m probably more ill than I realized.
3. I am incapacitated of most of my civil rights.
4. Guys hate me.
5. I can’t go out anywhere because I don’t have much money.
6. Rehab sucks.
7. Getting a job is not as easy as you think: apply, interview, and go.
8. I personally hate when my family wants me down for Christmas, but I don’t know for sure that they’re going to do what they say they’re gonna do. They said I could grow up and live a life, but still, they ask for my lab results so they can skew it to their side.
9. Nobody wants to be a partner to me. Is Blake going to do this? Is he really important to me? Am I important to me?
10. Blindness in so many people’s eyes is not respectable, and I’m not saying it’s not respectable for me.

Ten Things I Like About Me
And I’m going to put these things in order from ten to one
\10. Denver is a good city with lots of disabled apartment complexes for the disabled and stuff.
9. I have a lot of friends who support what I want to do with … number 1.
8. I find solace in watching the Broncos win football games.
7. When I think about people like Kathy and what she’s going through, it reminds me I am sympathetic and empathetic toward others.
6. I have hopes and dreams, like everyone else does, and want so badly to pursue such things.
5. I love food.
4. I wish I could be in Arizona right now, and trust me, I’d do anything to be with … my number 1 man.
3. I love books, and reading is a good activity I use to fill my mind with questions about stuff.
2. Music is a big thing for me. Like Blake’s brother was, I am a musician. I don’t know if Chad could possibly touch Blake’s offspring with the gift of music, but that could be a possibility.
1. Blake Tucker, my one and only. Yes, he may be a flirt by nature, but Jessie doesn’t realize that we’ve had such a close bond that if he breaks up with me, people are already thinking of taking him off the list for Skype. It’s amazing how many people actually supported us and continue to do so. But I do have a note for Blake:
Dear Blake,
I wish you were a more loving partner. I wish you would apologize to me for flirting behind my back with Haley. And Nick wouldn’t like that. Honestly, Blake, you are a sweetheart, but you don’t know how to act in relationships. Learn for a second how to be in a relationship. For God’s sake, please respect my wishes and don’t flirt with ladies who aren’t your girlfriend. Pattie and Tammy are fine people, and they’re Christians. Fine, but Tammy won’t give you a child with her labors because from what I gather, she’s older than you by a billion years. No, not eighty, more like forty. And you know Pattie is married, but please tell me you care. Please, Jessie said you were leading me on. For God’s sake, Blake, don’t lead me on anymore. Just love me for me. I wanted a man who would at least make things up to me, make an effort to see me, promise me he won’t do anything to undermine our relationship. When you said I couldn’t go on a long day out with my friends, you were bringing back a flashback with Jason Owens again. Honestly, we don’t fight. We don’t fight that often, but you’ve fought too much hon. I’m not breaking up with you, but Blake there are three things I don’t like in a relationship: cheating, disrespectful things and moves on other women, which do include sexually cheating on a woman, and abuse of the wife you have. Blake, what is it going to take to get you to be my husband? What will it take? What does it take to get one in the first place? If it means moving out of Denver and into Arizona, that is what it will take. We will be in Flagstaff, settle in to an apartment, and so on. But Blake, what about mental health care? What about a decent Christian counselor who will pray for us both? What about marriage and family counseling and couples and family counselors who are decent enough not to do their New Age practices you hate so much with a passion? What about emergency healthcare, and what will the governor of that state do with Medicaid expansion? Politics are affecting my life as much as yours. We need to pay attention to the politics, and that’s it. Politics will be paid attention to because of all the stuff going on with Obamacare. We have to be careful of our kids. What if my daughter or son comes down with psychological illness like I did, and what if it’s my fault? What if my son drinks like a fish all kinds of alcoholic beverages? What if my son/daughter overdoses on heroin? I want a state that cares about my family and doesn’t blame our blindness and my other stuff for what happens to my kids. I can’t make eye contact, so forget about that. But Blake, I want my kids to be healthy and happy, and strike a good balance between screen time and sports and athletics if possible. If we have a spina bifida baby, we must be prepared to say, “We need barrier free housing because of this child in a wheelchair.” What if we have someone like Dannie DiSpirit, a girl from the Chicken Soup books who has lots of tubes and alarms on her chair to keep her alive. She will die without her vent, and all that stuff. Read the story, “A Girl In a Not So Normal Chair.” You’ll see what I mean. Dannie is a sweet girl, but she has so many disabilities. She seems normal, and she’s fine to me though. She can put makeup on and stuff. But like a lot of other people, society stares at her. It’s like they always do, they stare at us and make a mockery of a society that needs to foster a sense of independence for disabled folks. Blake, I want my kids to stay with us. I want to adopt if we can’t give birth. Either way, I want kids. I want a family, just a couple of kids. I want to have a sick child, a sick husband, whatever. Anything but guardianship and incapacitation. My parents sinned, but I can’t trust them anymore because of that sin. And I wish my church pastor would see this. What ails me is that they’re still alive, keeping me watched and guarded in a prison called Fear of Disability. Fears are stupid, and we have nothing to fear but fear itself, so FDR would put it. Blake, I will see you again. This is not where it ends. I will carry you with me till I see you again.
With love,
Beth

Author: denverqueen

My name is Beth. I'm blind from birth and enjoy the blogging atmosphere. I am a creative person, a musician, a writer, etc. This is me. Take it or leave it.

2 thoughts on “Ten Things I Like and Don’t Like About My Current Life/Relationships”

  1. I watched something on a current affairs show the other night that described how boys often feel about relationships and other stuff like that. I’ll confess i’m a person who walks on egg shells and you’ve noticed that with me quite a lot I’m not good at any relationship advice but if people don’t believe that you and blake can be in a relationship there needs to be a way that you can prove and demonstrate that you love blake. I know you’re in 2 different states and all that but when you’re together Sorry i’m sounding like i’m bashing you beth but i feel it’s the best i can possibly say I’m only saying this as to me being in a relationship is daunting for me to me it’s about finding somebody who will understand blindness and inexperience and allow me to be myself and if finding out what somebody looks like means the issue of touch i know that boundaries are set and are to be respected Again, sorry if i’m bashing you and questioning your relationship with blake but i’ve often felt discouraged at times when i hug somebody. For instance I went to give a friend a hug and i hadn’t seen her for a few years. my father almost reached out to stop me because my parents have discouraged some of this behaviour and i almost feel guilty for displaying it which is why i’m constantly appologising

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