For those of you stopping by (morbid curiosity?) this will explain a fraction only.  My "family" knows me.  This is for those who "don't get" the paradox of humanity and want to know "why" about me.

I am a "survivor" of childhood abuse; that is a term I reject.  It happened, it's part of me, I'm over it.  I want no sympathy.  That's not how I live my life.  I am a mother of 4.  I am a wife.  I have been a hairdresser, cashier, pre-school teacher, office manager, retail supervisor, and PTA president.  I am a Pagan.  I am a Girl Scout leader.

I have piercings, tattoos, and blue hair.  I listen to old punk.  I wear black.  My kids' lullabies are The Damned.  I garden, collect antique items, and gush over the Victorian era.  I am strict with my kids and expect manners from them.  My life is for them!

So why did I feel the need to write all this?  Because I'm burned out on people judging me for my appearance.  I may look a certain way but that is NOT who they think I am.  Besides my children's futures I am in charge of 16 little girls in my Girl Scout troop.  Their parents don't question "why" I insist on being myself so why should complete strangers?  I lead girls into the future.  I teach them to become leaders and change the world!

I'll be 40 on November 2 (Day of the Dead!).  Most comments have come from women younger than me; ladies, you have much to learn!  I think I'm more secure with who I am than those who meet me for the first time.  Sad.  Open yourselves to the wider world and you may discover you're not as open as you think.  The person who freaks you out on the street may be the only one willing (or trained!) to save your life!  We've come so far on our acceptance of those different from us but, really, have we?  I don't think so or I wouldn't have felt the need for this post.

Remember this when you think about asking a stupid question (yes, they exist!) to someone based on their preference of appearence:  We are all humans, therefore, imperfect by our very existence.  Look at what a person does with the life given to them.  The most shy can have power and stregnth and the perkiest can be the weakest soul.  LOOK INSIDE, LOOK BEYOND!  We will all die and rot to dust the same and that is the only true thing the world shares so let's celebrate what makes us unique instead of question it!

Now, you know more about me so no more questions about "why".  Be blessed in all you do.

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Amy514
Aug. 12, 2008 at 4:46 PM

Hey girl!  Love your post.  Everyone needs reminded about looking past the outside.  So many people are such beauties on the inside and people are missing out on getting to know them just because of their outside appearances!  That's NOT to say you aren't beautiful on the outside too, cause you are! 

Wow....I knew we had some things in common, but from this post I see it's more than I realized........

Amy

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dubmom
Aug. 13, 2008 at 12:06 PM

I agree and have felt this judgment as well. Daily. I live in red neck ville, USA. And I am sick of people thinking I am a bad parent just because of the way I appear to them, I feel as if they could take a tip or two from my husband and I on child behavior and earth awareness. There are alot of people in our town who look at us as if we just flew in from planet freak show. One time this woman (early 50"s) Who asked me "what You would do if your kids grew up looking like that" I was shocked. Does it matter what you wear or how you fix your hair? I said, "I will be proud to have raised a person who knows not to ask such a rude question to a complete stranger.". Thanks for posting this! Much needed.

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