Snapshots from Green Victoria (tedwords) wrote,
Snapshots from Green Victoria
tedwords

Soul Food

This is going to be a hard night. Ashley is on a complete tear because her friend Alexis dropped out of the play that the two of them were involved in with Josie. Now Ashley doesn't want to be in the play and is completely melting down. I can see why she is so upset and disappointed and feel really sorry for that, but when she starts throwing things and screaming, and making these high-pitched wails, it gets really difficult.

When I was growing up, my sister Laurie was exactly the same way. Our house was totally at the mercy of her moods. And I was completely terrorized by Laurie. She had to have her way in every aspect of that house--where she sat, what she watched, what we did. The rest of us had to be contented with whatever crumbs she either didn't want or didn't notice. She was always the popular one, because she took so many risks, and she would love to shove it in my face that I was different, that I was disliked.

I remember one time, in junior high, she went to my parents room one Saturday morning to discuss how odd I was, suggesting that they should take me out of school and put me somewhere else--that they had to do something about me.

Perhaps, in her own way, she was right. Certainly had I received therapy at an earlier age I may not be playing out this little hellish drama right now. And yes, I understand that she obviously was confused about her sexuality.

But. That bitch shoved me so far into the closet that I had no hope of ever climbing out whole. And possibly had she not been so demanding, so shrill about possessing the spotlight every waking hour of the day, possibly my parents would actually have focused some time and attention on what was so clearly troubling me. But instead, because I was the quiet one, the one that didn't make a fuss, I was looked upon with favor--or at least benign neglect. And because she made the thought of getting HELP sound like such an awful thing, and did so in such a completely humiliating way, I grew up convinced that the best way to SHOW HER was to try and go it alone.

More the fool I.

Anyway, it gets hard when Ashley goes off like this. Yes, I understand she's bipolar. But I see Tiger getting shoved to the corner because I have to focus on HER MOOD and hide in the world of television in an attempt to try and block out HER MOOD and I think, "This isn't right." I don't want him to suffer through what I had to suffer through. What I'm suffering through right now. Because sometimes Ashley reminds me just a bit too much of Laurie, and it scares me.

God please bless him with the strength of will and character to stay free from the cage she would so willingly place him in. His soul shouldn't have to be sacrificed just to feed hers.

as mine was.
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