Everyone I know is breaking up or has given up on finding anyone. My brother, my mom, Mike, Darlene, Chris, The Tiffanator, ect. My sister and I are left. Hopefully we'll pull through.
I just talked to Darlene for a couple of hours. We talked about how the breakup between her and Kaz affected her and how it went down. He cheated on her, she broke it off. As simple as that sounds, the feelings, obviously, are so much more complex. We were discussing whether or not our relationships fail because of a pattern that we've unknowingly been following since we hit puberty. And, if so, how do we stop it if we didn't even know we were following one? Darlene's pattern is abuse, from Jay to William. Darlene, as well as I, thought that Kaz was the pattern breaker. That Kaz was the one that would finally show her what a normal relationship was supposed to be. Well, in a way, he did break the pattern... By starting a new one, adultery.
Tiffany said something awesome awhile back, "Everyone I've dated led up to him." What she meant was that every horrible relationship she ever had were just trials and the prize was Kyle. They were the suffering before the heaven. You have to experience suffering to know what peace is, right? And sure, we're young, so we've got a lot of years to find the one that all these had led up to but honestly, Darlene has suffered enough. Attempted rape, being beaten, cheated on, ect.?! Does she really have to go through even more?! I'm sorry but I won't allow it. The pain, manipulation, the passive aggressive bullshit, the lies?
She also mentioned not letting a man define her as a woman. She learned that the hard way. I still haven't. For the past four years, Darlene and Kaz were inseperable. They called eachother several times a day and hung out in the evenings. He was her everything. She even took him with her to the coast to see me. She had friends but they weren't really her friends, just leeches that fed off of her. Crystal, I'm talking about you. Elliot, I'm talking about you. Cory, I'm talking about you (Cory, if I ever see you again I am going to rip your dick off and feed it to you after sticking it up your ass. And I'm not kidding. I don't hate anything more then rapists.). So now, she's alone. She says she doesn't want anymore friends because of the ones she's had. My god, Darlene, you need them. When you make friends, good people, they can help you through the worst times... Like right now. And I know that its hard to trust anyone after all the shit that you've been through but the only faith you and I have is in people, right? So, find some people that can renew that faith. It took a lot to get me back to that. To renew my faith. Dorian, Ilan and Sarah Laks were the ones that did it for me. They showed me that not everyone is bad. That not everyone is horrible. That there are some people out there that are genuinely good. People that, even though you had hurt them, would drop anything to be there for you. People that would take you in when you are in a dangerous spot even though they didn't even know you that well. People that really actually do care.
When my mom came up she brought some of my film that she had developed. One of the rolls was of Josh and Brandi, Luke's best friends. Four of them were of me. I remember when that roll was taken; three weeks before he broke up with me. I look miserable in them. I look absolutely awful. Like my whole family had just been brutally murdered. It's amazing how I didnt see it. How blind I was, thinking that Luke was the one. Why do we realize the truth years later? Why is it that when I look at those pictures I see the most depressed girl in the world but at the time I truly believed I was happy? Are we really that blind that we can't look at ourselves and see when things are really bad?
Are we that blind that we call our family members and talk shit about the other person when really we are at fault? That everything that we say about the other person is what you really mean about yourself? It's not their obligation to choose sides and it's not America's obligation to tell another country how to run it. You think I'm selfish? Have you once looked at her side of the story? She hasn't said a bad word about you and here you are spouting the words, "psychotic, bitch, idiot, denial," like it's any of my business. Woops! Tangent.
Ok, I've talked enough today. Wow. I talk way too much... Sorry everyone- if you actually read this far. To be conclusive, those friends of mine that are going through a rough time, I'm so sorry you have to bear this pain. It sucks and I'm sorry.