Saturday, Dec. 03, 2005 8:20 a.m.

my sister, part 183

this will not be a pretty entry. my last two were.

if you disagree with me, and I know that most reading this probably will...please do not tell me.

not this time. please. just let me talk for my own sake of talking.

me and my sister talked last night...and my heart is broken.

I know I have been emotional lately. I'm still trying to understand why I've been the way I've been and why this has all affected me in the ways it has. but something seems logical and rational to me about it still.

and so I'm also trying to cope with what side to believe. myself, or others.

I apoligized for not being excited for her when she told me she was engaged - I explained that I was just caught me off guard and I didn't know what to say.

I apoligized for sending emails instead of calling - I explained that I think emails are less confrontational and phones scare me.

I apoligzed for giving advice in one of the emails and sorry if she took it the wrong way - I explained that I told her I was going to write some of my concerns/suggestions in the next paragraph and that she didn't have to read it if she didn't want. I explained that I was writing them only as a big sister and for myself.

I told her the reasons I was hurt, and told her that maybe I was dumb for being hurt about them, but that they were still the things bothering me:
that she called me and my friends alcoholics when she was visiting just because we drink and she doesn't.
that I felt like I was being pushed out of the spotlight when her fiance asked dad at my wedding...and that there was no special date soon that he had to ask right then.
andthat she thinks I hate her fiance just because I'm hurt about that.
that she hasn't called or emailed back when I've been trying to get in touch with her and fix all of this.

but most of all, what I'm hurt about, and what is making me feel dead inside:
that I'm not going to be in her wedding.

she knows how to hurt back and she does it well.

2 of my other sisters are. I can't believe it actually came to this. after all the years, after all we've been through as sisters - this is what it comes to.

I suppose I deserve it, but I can't believe it's true.

I told her all the this things I was hurt about - and then nothing else. and she said nothing. and that was the end of the conversation. no aplogy back. we hung up.

that's how it ended.

she called back later, while I was in a movie and left a message - not saying sorry for anything, but instead saying that she loved me and even if it meant that we couldn't talk for awhile, that she'd still loved me.

I felt it was a cop-out answer. and that if she really loved me, she would care about trying to figure out why I'm so upset about any and all of this...and maybe at least act like I wasn't crazy...and maybe just apologize for at least one thing.

or maybe I am crazy. my husband even thinks that I'm overreacting and the one mostly in the wrong.

this is hard to hear too.

I don't know what's wrong with me. I feel so rational, and right in my feelings.

I'm going to switch birth controls - don't know if that's it - but it can't hurt.

but I still feel as though I should trust myself. I always have, and I've never let myself down before.

so all of this is really hard.

and I'm really numb today.


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Thursday, Aug. 03, 2017 - hello?
Tuesday, Nov. 25, 2014 - strange dream
Monday, Oct. 06, 2014 - catholic and friends
Thursday, Sept. 04, 2014 - changing. and I need to go to bed.
Saturday, Aug. 30, 2014 - dreams of dying

Chapters of My Life
Motherhood
Sept. 2011 - now Being a mother.
Isolation&Infertility (&pregnancy)
Aug. 2009 - Sept. 2011 Working from home in a job that I love...that comes with a loneliness I hate. A husband who works too much, and continued failure to start a family. Slowly spiraling, forgotten, into social invisibility. Accepting and experiencing the potential of pregnancy.
First-Year Teacher
Aug. 2008 - Aug. 2009. pretty much the hardest job I hope I ever have. and all the while trying not to admit my secret turmoil over longings for/attempts at/failure to produce what's supposedly supposed to come after love and then marriage...
Optimism
Aug. 2007 - Aug. 2008. finally accepting that becoming a normal grown up is not just inevitable, but preferable. better job situations for both of us. working freelance as a studio teacher, and becoming an egg donor.
Fading Dreams...
Dec. 2006 - July 2007. student teaching, being poor, consistent job rejections, trying to save face while feeling hopeless.
To Live a Life Worth Death...
July 2006 - Nov. 2006. thinking about death a lot, accepting life and my eventual end. career and passions - beginning the path of contribution to what I will leave behind...
Identity Crisis/Marriage
Oct. 2005 - Apr. 2006. new job. new career. new last name. new husband. new life. who was I and what was I becoming?
The Official End to Childhood? II
June 2005 - Sept. 2005. preparing for a life that still felt like pretend. was I really a 'grown-up' already? weird.
The Official End to Childhood? I
Feb. 2005 - June 2005. losing my virginity, getting engaged, changing my career, selling our childhood home...slowly losing everything that held me as a child... (Meet Mr. Mom 4/05 - 5/05. working/travelling on production of my 4th & LAST reality show ever.)
Quarter-Life Crisis/Unemployment
Sept. 2004 - Feb 2005. no steady job for 5 months - definitely not a good place to be. oh, and I fell in love - which is a good place to be, but it kind of only adds to the confusion.
Postlude to the Prelude
Apr. 2004 - May 2004. I had no clue what things were being set in motion...but everything has changed from there.
The Simple Life 2
Mar. 2004-Apr. 2004. not the deepest thinking period of my life, but I learned a heck of a lot about production of a reality tv show.
L.A. #2 - The Real World
Aug. 2003-Feb. 2004.the big move. transplanting my life. ironically not only working in the "real world", but also AT the company that makes The Real World.
That Weird, Here Nor There, Summer
May 2003-Aug. 2003. a college graduate, but not yet in the grown-up world. just existing. and waiting. and thinking.
Goodbye College
Jan. 2003-May 2003. it's a weird thing, the last semester of college. lots of thinking about what lies beyond.
The Semester From Hell
Aug. 2002-Dec. 2002. it was kind of like I tried to cram 4 yrs. of growing-up experiences into one semester.
I've Changed?
Apr. 2002-Aug. 2002. after L.A. and stuck right in-between the two most intense "finding-myself" semesters of my life!
L.A. #1 - Interning/Discovering
Jan. 2002 - Apr. 2002. I finally stepped WAY outside my comfort zone and went where I had no freakin idea what I was doing. Living outside your bubble for awhile really makes you see differently.
Beginnings/Depression
Aug. 2001-Jan. 2002. who I was, and sometimes who I still am. how it started and how it was before.