tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2519115781358057137.post442446119348162211..comments2023-10-30T08:31:05.687-05:00Comments on neroli.108: Why Janey Can't Speak; or, This Is the Picturenerolihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07058241267779350866noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2519115781358057137.post-68653255449824096812007-10-06T19:40:00.000-05:002007-10-06T19:40:00.000-05:00Ah, Pel---absolutely!I'm certain you understand me...Ah, Pel---absolutely!<BR/>I'm certain you understand me when I say that for a Very Long While my face in the mirror always looked battered to me.<BR/>And that for even a More Long While, I very much lived that old Groucho cliche---I didn't want part of any club that had me as a member.<BR/>(Well-schooled by my own personal sensei, X, it was difficult to disengage from the instruction.)<BR/>You are absolutely right when you point out that the isolation strengthens this---and that we need to see an outside reflection of ourselves from others to be able to disengage...<BR/>Hard to live. Harder to describe.<BR/><BR/>I'm glad for your reflection, for how you see things: you bring so much light and warmth!<BR/>Thank you.nerolihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07058241267779350866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2519115781358057137.post-39339427456827776162007-10-06T17:17:00.000-05:002007-10-06T17:17:00.000-05:00Yeah...you get used to just agreeing with the abus...Yeah...you get used to just agreeing with the abusing/domineering presence, just to get through. Disagreements are not allowed. <BR/><BR/>What's really tough is believing other, more-positive realities/versions/perceptions of yourself. When your reality becomes so linked to an abusive person, it's so hard to believe that you are more than this. I can't tell you how important certain friends have been at different points in my life.Pelicanohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00858951498917328458noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2519115781358057137.post-64454217788100033482007-10-05T05:46:00.000-05:002007-10-05T05:46:00.000-05:00Artist, thank you for your compassion and your ins...Artist, thank you for your compassion and your insight. It has shored me up over the years, and continues to do so, my friend.<BR/>I'm a lucky girl, for certain, to have met you.<BR/><BR/>You're absolutely right: as difficult as it is to describe what it's like to live it, it's even more difficult to describe how it came to be that way. It's a hard thing to do, to understand this; to accept it for what it is and go from there.<BR/>It's a challenge I need to address here.nerolihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07058241267779350866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2519115781358057137.post-31926344181166520502007-10-04T22:24:00.000-05:002007-10-04T22:24:00.000-05:00Neroli - I have no words for your courage, but I n...Neroli - I have no words for your courage, but I need to embrace you for your bravery. I am glad you are coming to terms with this very difficult issue that plagues so many women. I am sorry there are those who do not understand how it can so slowly and inexorably become that way and want to remind you (as you must know) that we are not to blame for the violence done to us and the control stolen from us so surreptitiously and slowly. We however deserve the credit for finding the strength to protect ourselves and our children since the will has been stripped and weakened by the controlling person that endangers.AfKaPhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03810082664811335693noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2519115781358057137.post-58045328409195179302007-10-01T19:43:00.000-05:002007-10-01T19:43:00.000-05:00Dear Captain, thank you for your kindness. I'm gl...Dear Captain, thank you for your kindness. I'm glad you're here. I'm not so brave. I'm just accepting what and who I am.<BR/><BR/>Dear Diane, I never understood it either. Every big thing starts out very small: we just don't notice it happen until it's too darn big! Thank you for your kindness.<BR/><BR/>Dear Neckties, thank you for your generousity. This prayer that you have offered is perfect, and really puts words to what I so often feel and know. I'm so blessed and thankful for that, and for your friendship.<BR/><BR/>Dear Min, thank you for your kindess: your smiles go a long way! You're right: down doesn't mean out. So things were different than what they were "meant" to be---I like to think it only means that the Good Stuff is just getting started---that moment that Neckties wrote of...!nerolihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07058241267779350866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2519115781358057137.post-69192889866744092442007-10-01T19:06:00.000-05:002007-10-01T19:06:00.000-05:00I give you a secret smile of understanding. Flowe...I give you a secret smile of understanding. Flowers that have been trampled sometimes bloom again.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2519115781358057137.post-23653148662953066742007-10-01T18:13:00.000-05:002007-10-01T18:13:00.000-05:00I am so glad for you, my friend, that you and your...I am so glad for you, my friend, that you and your child are out of that painful, destructive situation. The pleasant young woman with the ready smile that I know today bears little resemblance to the tortured soul in that photograph. This is certainly a testament to your inner strength.<BR/><BR/>For you I offer this prayer of thanks from the Jewish tradition. It is said by Jews to thank the creator at times when they (or those they love) have made it through difficult experiences. I can't put Hebrew characters into this post, so here is a transliteration:<BR/><BR/><I>Baruch atah adonai eloheinu melach ha'olam shehecheyanu v'kiy'manu v'higyanu lazman hazeh.</I><BR/><BR/>Roughly translated: Blessed is the lord our God, ruler of the universe, who has supported us, protected us, and allowed us to reach this moment.<BR/><BR/>I'm very blessed to know you and call you my friend.I have lots of necktieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05845786244083988782noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2519115781358057137.post-48199843933910678992007-10-01T09:42:00.000-05:002007-10-01T09:42:00.000-05:00Wow, thank you for helping me to understand why wo...Wow, thank you for helping me to understand why women can't "just leave." I never really got it before.Diane O'Connorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05593868221511328259noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2519115781358057137.post-64550186972753963992007-10-01T05:34:00.000-05:002007-10-01T05:34:00.000-05:00What an ordeal! Your very courage's for writing ab...What an ordeal! Your very courage's for writing about that Neroli. Thank you for opening up and sharing that kind of pain with me.captain corkyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10782650450297504567noreply@blogger.com