I’ve begun writing the Wrap Up on Beirut and I realize I’m not ready to do it just yet. It’s really too heavy for me to deal with at the moment, and I’m currently more inclined to deal with me than I am to deal with politics. Sorry.
But, I finally responded to each and every one of your emails and I thank you for all of them.
While in Beirut being a scardey cat working, I thought it was the ideal time to engage in a most exhausting personal battle.
The only words I can use to describe me are ‘reckless’ and ‘defensive’ emotionally, and until Beirut happened, I never realized just how reckless I am, and how the bizarre flipside of that is the reality that I am, in fact, completely defensive. It plays itself out in a strange script where I equal parts open myself up completely, while setting up a situation in a way that ensures it will fail (& where I don’t set it up myself, I look for the situation that’s already set up in that manner).
Not that I aim for failure, but rather that should ‘circumstance’ dictate failure, then it’s not a reflection on me but on circumstance. I remain intact and safe and secure and can blame the situation alone.
I’ve always understood that I’d much rather live hard and feel and hurt equally hard, than to be numb. Isn’t that where we were?
But clearly, I’m only willing to engage hurt when I’ve inflicted it by my own hands (e.g. not me giving 100% percent to something good and healthy and then having it fail; but, rather me giving 100% to something meant to break down, hence me actually seeking it out).
And for the record, although I don’t know what this does mean, I do know it doesn’t mean that I don’t want something to succeed, and it doesn’t mean I don’t want things to work out. It’s sort of messy, but to a great extent, it allows me a semblance of control and order in an otherwise messy situation. Engage in and expect failure, and when you fail to receive failure and instead receive success, then even better…
In other speak, this means my willingness (& affinity) for taking really stupid risks. Did I not have the cultural and religious graces of my family, my risks taken would be much greater. This is somewhat of a double-edged sword for although it’s kept me safe from much, it’s also held me back from so much more.
Anyway, what I haven’t been able to understand is where the defensiveness comes in. I’ve been thinking a lot about this in the past couple of weeks and I’m happy I’ve figured out the first half, because I like that half. I actually enjoy being reckless. What I need now is a means to understand where and why the defensiveness kicks in and how to ensure I stop allowing it to be a part of my life. Because ultimately, I’m still getting hurt even though it is by my own hand, so I think that it’s time for me to stop being defensive. I think I’ve hit a new level of maturity and I’m really looking forward to engaging it and those around me based on this new principle.
11 Comments:
Tommy of the Gays said…
Bitch because you’re home again and safe that’s what I’m calling you again. So welcome home, bitch.
That’s some strange ass self reflection, and I think it’s sort of funny that you chose to post a photo of you in the mirror. What do you see when you look there Maha? HAH! Again with love, with much much love.
But honestly that’s some serious looking inwards and it sounds like you are taking it in stride just like you always do. Lucky will be the man who does finally scoop your ass up. Just promise to post his photo or something. Even a picture of his feet would do.
Did you meet anyone special in Beirut? Is that what brought this about?
I love the top. Lucky I’m a bottom.
Welcome home welcome home welcome home.
Tommy
Sun Sep 10, 05:21:00 PM
Tommy of the Gays said…
P.S. I can see your fucking abs through that shirt. And is that muscle on your arm? How come you’ve never mentioned working out. You’re such a cow. I love it.
Tommy
Sun Sep 10, 05:22:00 PM
just a girl said…
Tommy – I just reposted your comments, sorry about that. There seems to be something wrong with my comments thing at the moment, forgive that they went missing. I copied them word for word just for you 😉
Now, to addresse some of your questions & comments:
– Yes.
– Thanks for welcoming me home; I missed you being such a meanie and not calling me ‘bitch’.
– Perhaps.
– LOL!
– Not quite.
– Yes.
– Just because.
– Good point!
…in that order, or maybe not.
xo
m
Sun Sep 10, 05:26:00 PM
Anonymous said…
Welcome back Maha! Glad you’re safe at home.
Loved your self-analysis…I think we are ALL like that to a certain extent, in terms of blaming our failures on circumstances when it is, in fact, we who do it to ourselves a lot of the time.
Love the shirt also 🙂
Sarah
Sun Sep 10, 06:13:00 PM
Uzi said…
It does take a while to grapple with a new facet of your life, once you happen to stumble across it.
A few days ago, someone’s passing comment, which in fact was quite rude and callously dropped, forced me to also think about such things.
… Its always good to have done something that teaches a person about themselves- even if that lesson points out negatives. Its the first step toward self-renewal and ultimately self-fulfillment.
on another note, I too like the pic that has been posted up on the blog now. However, I must point out that the MMaaaad Hottt Buenos Aies picture was awesome too. I shall truly miss it. Although , if I ever feel the urge to go look at it, I’ll just click onto the old blog address 🙂
Creepy enough?
Mon Sep 11, 04:04:00 AM
just a girl said…
Hi ya Sarah,
It’s nice to be home — even if the freedom is fleeting in these parts 😉
& happy you like the shirt!!
Uzi,
I can’t believe you like the other photo to this one! It must be the Buenos Aires and not me. ‘Cus I think face wise, this one’s nicer, no? Maybe not the hair, though.
That is creepy, and so let’s try this, you can always find the photo here 🙂
As for the new facet, you’re totally correct. It’s going to take me some time to come to terms with it and sort through the rest of what I don’t know. It’s fun to figure yourself out, trying to understand what makes you tick and what intrigues you >> it’s how to ensure you keep your life relatively spicey!
And this person of whom you speak, the one dropping callour and rude remarks about my Uzi. Would you like me to throw down >> cus for you, and only you, I would 😉
(I’ll even wear the Buenos Aires shirt for you!).
xo
m
Tue Sep 12, 09:40:00 PM
Fifi said…
*tries to make sense of it all…*
*fails…*
*looks at the pretty top instead*
ooohhhh. pretty. 🙂
and forget the calendar. i say, how bout one of those magnetic dress-up Maha dolls, that you slap on the fridge and *accessorise* whilst *scoffing* down a tub of double fudge chocolate ice cream. y’know, with *crack* sold separately. 😉
Tue Sep 12, 11:27:00 PM
Anonymous said…
HI MAHA I LVO E YOUR N EW TOP AND THE INTERESTINGN STUFF ABOUT INSITE. I HOPE IT WORX OUT IN THE END AND I WONDER IF SITH HAPPERNED BECAUSE OF SOMEHTIHNG IN PARTCUKLR????
T
Wed Sep 13, 11:04:00 AM
Anonymous said…
testing
Wed Sep 13, 01:49:00 PM
Anonymous said…
You look great in that top, Maha!
Baby J
Wed Sep 13, 01:49:00 PM
just a girl said…
Baby Jane,
thank you, darlin’. It reminds me of the dress Sarah made for you…
Fifi,
Yes, please! I think that’s the best idea IN THE WORLD! Will you photo shop a photo of that for me, lol???!!!!!!
God, crack would have to be sold seperately; how else shall I make my first million?
T,
Thanks. And this happened because of a few things in particular. I think I’m just tired of the environment I continuously place myself in (& my heart). Time to grow up 🙂
xo
m
Tue Sep 19, 10:30:00 AM