Tuesday, November 8, 2011

You Rool

It takes a long time to be the person you want to be.  At least I found that to be true in my case.  At 45, on the fast track to 46 and thus, closer to 50 than to 40 (OMG), I have gotten to a point in my life where I very much like me.  When that question comes up "would you want to be friends with you?" my answer is fuck yes!  I would definitely want to be friends with me, if I weren't me.

I'm not perfect, nor is my life.  I get cranky and irritable.  I have a quick temper.  I have very little patience for stupidity.  I could stand to lose some weight (ok, more than some).  I'm almost always close to broke.  I cry a lot and very easily (Italian trait, my mom's the same way and so was my Grandma).  I curse like a sailor.  But on the other hand, I would never turn my back on a friend.  I will always take your call or text, or answer your email.  I will be the most supportive person for you in any of your endeavors.  While I may not always agree with you, I will never judge you for what you believe or feel.  I will listen when you need it, help or give advice when wanted.  I will always give of myself.  It's the best I can do and hopefully it's enough.  Sometimes it is, sometimes it isn't.  I will always be honest with you.  Besides those things, you'll always hear great music when you're with me.  You'll never be bored when eating with me.  I love to laugh.  I'm bawdy, in the best possible way.  And loyal to the core.

"The most I can do for my friend is simply 
to be his friend. I have no wealth to bestow 
on him. If he knows that I am happy in loving 
him, he will want no other reward. Is not 
friendship divine in this?"

Henry David Thoreau

And still, given all that, sometimes it does end up not being enough.  It's a hard realization to come to when it isn't.  I think I've changed a lot over the past four years.  Hell I've changed a lot over the past two years.  For the better, maybe for the worse in some eyes.  I think I'm a lot more open now, about a lot of things, but especially sexuality.  I suspect some find that off putting.  But the way I see it, when you discover something great, you just want to shout it from the rooftops.  Well, wait... that didn't come out quite right.  I'm not saying I never knew great sex before.  I'm saying by letting go of hang ups that are driven into your brain when you grow up Catholic or repressed or whatever it is, a new world opens up.  It took me until about the age of 41 or 42 to really appreciate myself as a sexual being and let go of those hang ups.  And another two years to articulate them.  And I have no intentions of going backwards.  Maybe that is too open for some in "some things are better left unsaid" kind of way.  But to that I say, respect my differences from you as I respect your differences from me.  After all isn't that what makes the world go round.

But it's not just that.  Some bad experiences have taught me a lot.  Sometimes no matter how much you give of yourself, it will never be enough for some people or they just want more.  And they want more on their terms.  How can that be?  Perhaps there are just some people who believe you should react or act how they would in any given situation.  And that is a pretty unrealistic expectation.  But I've learned I can't be anyone else but me in any given situation.  When a dilemma comes up I react how I'm going to react, I don't think "how would XX react to this" and then act accordingly.  That's just stupid.  I am, if nothing else, always true to me, lumps and all.

Where on the pile of good discoveries or bad discoveries does this one go?  I wear my heart on my sleeve.  When I care about you, you know it.  When I love you, you know it.  Is that good or bad?  Maybe it's both.  On the one hand, people need to know they are loved and cared about.  On the other, the people who don't have the best of intentions can take advantage of that love.  And that's when it becomes a bad thing that causes a deep hurt.  I've been hurt because of it.  In the past and recently.  And yet, I wouldn't change it.  It's part of what makes me, me.  You have to love yourself, no matter what, or how do you expect anyone else to love you.

I've run the gamut of emotions over the past two weeks and my conclusion to it all is, I have no regrets.  I gave my heart to someone I thought gave me theirs back.  I opened myself up and in return, I mostly got a lot back.  I was going to say I wouldn't change a thing but I would change the pain it caused me.  I don't know where we go from here.  Maybe nowhere, maybe somewhere.  I do know that I will never regret loving someone. Ever.  No matter how much it ends up hurting in the end.


  1. 'No regrets' is a great place to be. As you know, we sometimes get hurt (in the short run), but at least we don't hurt ourselves, which is what I see in those who do have regrets.

  2. This is you, right now! This is where you want to be... What a marvelous thing to be able to witness such growth and honesty and determination. No matter how much pain and heartbreak you have gone through, it's made you a better person, and a great friend. Love you dear Lalia XOXO

  3. And that is why I love you, my friend! You are not afraid to be who you are, no matter what the color of your hair or how many times you can say "fuck" in a conversation! I have admired you since high school for those reasons. Don't change anything about yourself-you have nothing to regret . And for those that have broken your heart...let them regret it!

  4. Lalia, I put my heart out on this post of yours. Thank you so much for reminding me that there is always good to see in myself and in others. For me, what I can most relate to right now is the feeling of being broke all the time but being okay with it. As your Catholic upbringing has taught you silence on some issues, my upbringing has taught me that I should always have more than enough. But I don't want to live that way. I'm learning that I'm okay with having *just* enough!

    Love this post and hugs to you for expressing what I feel too!

  5. Like you, loving someone with all that you've got is something I think I can never regret. How can you regret love when you know it always comes back to you, right?...maybe not in the form you expect, but it ALWAYS just comes back. Lalia, I also think you forgot to say something VERY impt....that if you were their friend, they would always have GREAT food!!! Here's to No Regrets!! :-))

  6. Hell, you are the person I would love to have dinner with and share our thoughts and feelings.

    You hit the nail on the head: you are not perfect, nor is you life (who or whose is anyway?) - and this makes you unique. Ok, so you are cranky and you cannot stand stupidity, but you are a caring friend, you are outspoken and direct (I have shortcomings here), accepting, liking and loving yourself makes you gorgeous.

    Pain? I think we need it to grow. I'd rather have mayhem than no pain.

    Love your post!

  7. Thank you all so much. @Judy and @dgili love you back!

    @Sam, I'm glad you could relate to what I'm saying. Sometimes enough has to be enough doesn't it.

    @Joy, I was trying to be modest, but yes... you will enjoy great food when you're with me lol And cheers to no regrets :)

    @Barbara What can I say other than I love your comment and glad you got to make it after 3 attempts lol Who knows, maybe someday we will share that dinner!

  8. Nobody is perfect. Just like you, the older I am, the happier I get. It has something to do with accepting myself the way I am, flaws and everything...
    As for having regrets, I think that it is a waste of time. You did what felt right at the time, and that's it.

  9. The phrase "Youth is wasted on the young" comes to mind here. I think that with age and wisdom, we can enjoy things even more than we could years ago. It's great to know that anxiety and insecurities don't really matter. It's ok to be who we are. And love is never wrong.

  10. Wow...it's like you wrote this entire post about me....catholic upbringing....check....mouth like a sailor....check....likes good music....check....great sense of humor....check.....gets hurt really fucking easy from people who take advantage of my good nature....check.

  11. Lalia, there are some people that never reach the self-knowledge and acceptance that you have. How wonderful to have arrived at this stage and to like yourself. I'm like you in some ways, I tend to wear my heart on my sleeve. It brings its knock backs but when it also it brings great joy. No regrets is a good place to be.