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We’ve all got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the part we choose to act on. That’s who we really are.
~ J. K. Rowling

I’m Not Their Therapist

People who have no boundaries in their private lives have always found me. I’ve always found this deeply disconcerting. It’s like little bits of their lives were vomited into me and I still am carrying them around.

There is the woman more than ten years ago, at the bus stop, who had to tell me about her history of child sexual abuse and how that was repeated in the life of her daughter, which has always been so triggering and now that I know that was my own family history with my mother, grandmother, and great-grandmother I understand why this is so triggering for someone to disclose to me.

She vomited it all out in about two minutes, not even stopping to breathe… and then the bus arrived. I didn’t know her and I didn’t feel like I had  time to give anything resembling support, well she wouldn’t stop talking so that I could say anything. And then the bus arrived.

On the bus I wanted to sit away from her, so that it didn’t continue for the whole bus ride. As much as I sympathize and care for other survivors of childhood sexual abuse, buses are not a safe venue for sharing and support on that topic.

This summer I had an older man in a wheelchair wheel up to me while I was waiting for a bus downtown. He started out by making an insult to me about my size, which was none of his business. I told him that my body and my size is nobody’s business but my own. He muttered you’re right and then launched into an extensive disclosure about his alcoholic father, living with him after his parent’s divorced, being physically abused, until finally separated from his brother and both of them put into foster care. Throughout the story he made excuses and understanding statements about his father. This is where I got caught up, I kept saying no your father was wrong to physically abuse his children. Finally the bus came.

There was the woman in the fast food place inside Target, downtown, who told me about 50 stories, while I was just trying to eat my chips and drink my pop this summer. I also wanted to read a book on my phone, but her voice just kept droning on and on and I couldn’t ignore her.

When I said goodbye to her and got to stand up, she stood up and she actually grabbed onto my cart and didn’t let go of it while she rattled off three more stories. I had to sit down, because standing is too painful and I was concerned that she was going to make me grab the cart, with my purchases, and that is a way that I can get injured, so I didn’t do that.

I sat down, kind of dejected, and she talked some more and then I got up and left, without telling her in advance that I was leaving. She was yelling stories after me, I kid you not. I kept interrupting her and saying goodbye, trying to stop her stories, but she just kept yelling on and on.

The content of some of her stories and other things she said to me are probably better left for another long post, not the specifics and not because she was a decent human being to me, but because of the sort of person she was and the way that she treated me as I was finally leaving.

And I was waiting for a bus again recently and another older man stood by where I was sitting, at the bus stop, and started telling me this long story of being beat up and mugged. I made a couple of comments, got up, and said my bus is here. I would have got up even if it wasn’t my bus.

Two minutes of someone else’s most depressing stories is often more than I can tolerate, I have too many sad stories of my own and lots of days out in public I feel as though I am full of them and have no room for some random person’s sorrows. Even if I did, that should be my choice and I choose to give my life and love and support to others that I get to choose.

Yes I am very sweet, giving, and kind, but it is my life, I get to choose, I don’t choose random strangers and let them invade my life and my mind. In the streets I think I need a stronger persona so that others don’t think I am there for them, for free. I am not for free. I am not there for them. I am there for me.

Now I realize it is not my job to give support to strangers who cannot stop themselves from disclosing abuse. As much as my heart hurts for other survivors when they do disclose to me, I need and prefer to have some control in what others do and say around me or my life feels out of control, as out of control as their lives seemed to me.

Since it is my life I deserve to have some measure of control over my own life, it is my life, it is my body, it is my soul. I deserve to be safe in public from people who can’t control themselves and just vomit their stuff all over me. And if I can’t keep them at bay I have to start acting differently and make new rules that make me safe from this behavior.

I’ve been telling myself that it is okay to get up, move to another place, move to another block, to wait for the bus. I keep telling myself that I don’t have to be other people’s listener. If they don’t want to have a conversation with strangers, who do not really want to interact with me, or have a conversation with me, they just want to use me as a vessel to dump their own crap into. They don’t get to do that. I’m not their dumping ground.

Well I’m not their therapist. That is not my job. They aren’t paying me. I didn’t accept them as clients. I’m not their therapist.

I Had Some. And It Was Good

I had some chocolate. It wasn’t expensive, premier chocolate. But it was great fun nonetheless. It was good. Glad to have some chocolate to celebrate National Chocolate Day. I wish the same for all of you.

Good and healing chocolate to you all.

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“Also, vampires don’t eat food. You never get to eat chocolate again. Ever. I’d rather die.”

~ Sarah Rees Brennan, Team Human

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“What turns an honest, good-looking guy like you into a thief?”
Scott couldn’t help but smirk.
“I blame chocolate.”

~ Geoffrey Knight, Scott Sapphire and the Emerald Orchid

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“… and holy hell the chocolate is so intense and pure it should be named an element and given a spot on the periodic table. It would be Ch, which isn’t even taken.”

~ Laini Taylor, Night of Cake & Puppets

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“Life without books, chocolate & coffee is just useless.”

~ Nadun Lokuliyanage