Okay, so it’s the title of a 1999 Robert DeNiro/Billy Crystal gangster flick (funny as can be). In this case I am talking about a status update by an ex-classmate on facebook. Now I have had my issues with facebook in the past few years, as it has sharply turned into a wasteland of idiocy. Jennifer Rupe (yes, the lady let me use her real name) wrote this:
This is an abnormal post for me and it is hard for me to write but here ya go….So…people hide being unhappy fairly well; me being one of them (Yes me, the clown everyone thinks is always happy). I have struggled with my weight my entire adolescent and adult life. I did get pretty thin once in my adult life…didn’t last long due to an ahole man bossing me around, but I allowed it. Anyway, my mama and I had a conversation a few days ago and it made me pretty sad. I always tell her how I wish I could get serious about losing weight again because I am so unhappy. (I am such a quitter and can’t stick to anything.) She always tells me how beautiful I am and that one day I will make the decision and stick to it. Well, during this last phone “therapy” session with her she did something she has never done before…she cried uncontrollably and told me that she did not want to leave this world knowing her baby was unhappy. (Imagine your mother crying telling you this, pretty painful huh?) I cried of course (Those of you that know me well know I can cry at the snap of a finger.) How sad is that? It pierced a place in my heart that I didn’t know it would. When you have been repeatedly knocked down and mentally abused it really takes a toll on your faith in yourself. So, I need lots of prayers of strength coming my way, please. Inspiration from other people should be shared not withheld. Thanks for reading… — feeling alone. I hit her up, waxing poetic about the old days back in L-Town. We talked about people we didn’t like, the few people we did… in my case, I could live without, well, all of em LOL!! All in all, it was a productive conversation. I felt it was great, talking about how things were, how we really felt. Now the 20th HS Reunion is next year (amazing how quickly time passes huh). Life has a funny way of evening things out. It would be a trip for me (since I am on the West Coast now), to go back home, to see how much HASN’T changed in TRAP COUNTY, GA. I sit back and think about these type of things once every while, and it makes me feel great to know I made it and I am moving onto bigger and better things. Speaking of bigger and better things, 2014 is the last year I will have an active facebook account. For those of you who follow me, this will not affect this blog. It just means that I am not gonna be wasting time on zuckbook when 2014 gives way to 2015. Now, my analysis of what Miss Rupe wrote. In my opinion, Jen has her head on straight for the most part (remember, she is, like I am, is someone who had a rough childhood). It’s easy to hide and be a doormat. It is not easy to seek help, and to rise and overcome it all. From what I have seen since I have been on the West Coast, there are so many people who don’t have anything to believe in. It is about the same down South (esp in my neck of the woods, the backwaters SW of Atlanta, GA). In my eyes, that is sad. There is so much sadness out there, at the same time, there are so many things to live for. For those of you who follow this blog, you all know I am not afraid to talk about myself, etc. I see myself in so many of the young men and women these days, as they try to find themselves. Things like shuffling their feet, not looking a person in the eyes while talking to them, a slouched stance. It used to trouble me, until I started growing up. As I grew up, I started seeing things differently. I stopped being so judgmental, as the young folks call it these days LOL. As for Miss Rupe, I can relate. There are times in our lives where we feel powerless to change the things going on in our lives. I am quite sure you can hearken back to a few instances where you were dealt a bad hand in life, and you felt cheated, insignificant, insecure- I could go on. I know I felt that way for at least three decades. I know now, with the power of God in my life, ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE. I am definitely excited for my future. I challenge all of you to find something to live for. You are only young once. You are only living this life once. It has been said that our lives are as a vapor (James 4:14), Your life is like the morning fog–it’s here a little while, then it’s gone. I challenge each of you to MAKE HISTORY instead of WATCHING HISTORY.