Monday, January 16, 2012

what I've learned....

Since I've been writing again, I've heard from many of my friends, friends' mom's and friends of friends....all with one common message...KEEP WRITING!!! It is amazing to me the number of women who have gone through, or are currently going through what I have been through. It amazes me that when you think you're alone, and your world couldn't get any darker, if you just reach out, you will find a light, if only a tiny spark. You will find someone who can say, I've been there... I survived, you will too.

As much as I want to write about my upcoming wedding, the man I love, our plans for the future, my job, and my new life.... I know that so many people are going through what I've been through, and I just feel it's important to share what I've learned.


Never mind the number of people who are willing to break up a family, with no regard for their children. Never mind the home wrecking mistresses who have no regard for a family. I don't get it, and I probably never will. I have no intelligent thoughts to share on this topic, so I can't dig into it right now.  However; what I've learned about people who can choose "fun" over commitment, or a whim, over responsibility, or whatever you want to call it, is that you cannot make them want what you want.

Your dreams, wishes, thoughts, and desires for the future, even if they were once the same, may no longer be the same, and there's nothing you can do about it. You can't force a grown adult to straighten up, or conform, or remember their vows. You just can't, and once it becomes apparent that they are no longer capable of being your partner, in the true sense of the word, then you have to choose a life for yourself that doesn't revolve around the pain and emotional abuse that is being inflicted upon you daily.

What I went through, in my marriage, caused deep scars. Scars that may never completely heal, but finally being free from it feels pretty damn good. Being liberated from the intense emotional pain is indescribable. Being allowed to live my life free from emotional abuse is freeing.


I was married to a covertly controlling person. He was so manipulative, he was able to make it look, from the outside, like I ruled the roost. He made it seem like I was in charge. Of course, I was in charge of running the house, and the kids' activities, etc, because that's how he wanted it. It gave him more time to play. But, in reality, when I caught on to what was going on, I was controlled, and manipulated. I was told that he knew how to kill and dispose of a body without ever being caught. He even went into detail about injecting between the toes, so no one would see the injection sight. (I knew he had access to those types of drugs.) He talked about lye, concrete and shovels. He threatened me with money, he threatened to commit suicide. He threatened to take away my children. Mind games were his favorite kind of abuse.


Once you are emotionally abused, in that manner, for years, it's hard to break away. It's hard, even after the divorce, to realize that there's always going to be the attempt to control. I admit, it can still be tough, at times, to not let my day be ruined by nasty emails, etc, but I do my best to shake it off.  I usually just turn off my phone, and go on with my day. It's hard to control a person who is ignoring you. I choose not to be engaged with the demands, threats, etc.


For you ladies (and gentlemen) who are going through similar situations, just know that the "noise" you hear about money, custody, etc, will be determined by a judge. Trying to settle and play nice, will get you nowhere. There are formulas that are used to determine child support, etc.  Let a judge decide it. You will be happier, in the long run. Your ex will have nothing to hold over your head. "Going back to court", making up nasty b.s.... it's all noise. Once you realize that it's  all a control issue, mind games, etc, you will be free to live your life without fear. Don't be afraid of going to court. Let the judge decide, and live with what's decided. It's not worth the turmoil. Better yet, give it to God. He is in charge. He knows what you need better than you do.


I remember when I was first told by my ex, five and a half years ago, that he wanted to be separated. I was shocked, and terrified. I was in disbelief. I was crushed. I could see all of my dreams for the future just fade away. I couldn't imagine a more horrible fate for me and the kids. I literally remember thinking, "I'll have to move out of my kids' home. We'll be in a little condo somewhere. It will be horrible. I'll have to find a job. My kids will not have an at home mom."  At that time,to me,  there was nothing worse. But, like I said, you can't impose your dreams for the future upon someone else.... and now, I'm in a little condo, with a job, and I couldn't be more thankful for what I've got. I'm so much happier without the constant turmoil in my life.

God knew what I needed. Although I prayed and prayed for my family to stay in tact, the Lord knew I needed something else. He answered my prayers, just not the way I asked Him to. He knows what you need, and you know what they say about unanswered prayers.

My ex's need for control may never end. My most peaceful days are when he's very far away, and preoccupied with his next conquest, but when he chooses to try to ruin my day, I choose to ignore it. When a person is so unhappy with his or her own life,  that the only joy they get is to try to make someone else as miserable as they are, you have to just walk away. Don't engage. It's what they want. I'm sorry, but my happiness was stolen for long enough. My joy was taken for years. I'm not going to allow it anymore. At the time I didn't understand that I was participating in the nonsense. Now I get it... I'm happy. Miserable people hate happy people. I totally get it. I'm no longer a willing participant in his mind games. Not now, not ever again. So can a shitty email put me in a bad mood? Maybe for a minute, but it's getting easier and easier to just laugh and go on with my day.


Life's short. Buy the shoes ;)

Monday, January 9, 2012

choosing happiness....

I just had the best weekend I've had on a long time. I was calm and peaceful and had an overall feeling of genuine happiness. There were things that could have made me sad. There were things that might have changed the overall tone of the weekend, if I had let it, but I'm happy to say that I've really gotten to the place where I prefer to be happy. I prefer to choose happiness over sadness. I prefer to ignore the "noise" from the peanut gallery, and just be...

It was a great weekend because I got to watch Stret play basketball, and socialize with the other team moms, who I love. Maddie got her driving permit! That is so amazing to me. My fourth kid is driving! How old am I???  I got to have lunch with Shanon and Mom, and then do some fun things for the wedding together.

Sunday, we got up and went to church with the little boys, we did some grocery shopping with Nick (because he needed stuff for his new place) and got to go to the Bridal Expo, where we accomplished a lot! (Even secured a harpist for the wedding!)

This was so much fun for me.....mainly because those are all fun things to do, but also because I chose not to focus on the negative aspects of these things.  Like the fact that my Nicholas is moving to Indiana to go to school this weekend (ouch... that still stings a little) and the fact that my girls don't want to be involved in my wedding planning. (How much fun would that be, if  they would?)

I have found a way to be happy. After everything that I've been through in the last couple of years. After all of the every day drama that can take place dealing with everyone's personalities and quirks. After all of the minutiae, after all of the b.s., I just want to choose happiness, so I do. I have really found a peace within myself, which gives me permission to be happy.   I have had to really come to an understanding that I can't be responsible for everyone's happiness. I want them to be happy, but they also have to choose happiness over sadness. They, too have to choose to be positive instead of negative. They have to choose peace over drama. I can't make those choices for them.


I have embraced those who want  to celebrate with me. I am so thankful that I have a mother, here, to help me plan my wedding. I'm thankful to have a dad to give me away. Believe me, I don't take those things for granted anymore. I don't take people for granted anymore. I have learned that people are not permanent fixtures. People can be there one day and gone the next, for many different reasons. We should cherish those that we love. I have learned to love and cherish every day.


The fact that I'm finally settling back into a happy place, means that I can offer my best self to my fiance, my kids, my family, and everyone around me. The fact that I finally feel like that awful sadness is totally behind me, means that I can offer my kids a peace that I couldn't, even a year ago.


There may always be scars from what I've experienced. I don't know that anyone gets through this life unscathed, but I do know that I've grown so much through this healing process, and I've learned a lot  about myself. I have an inner strength that I never knew existed. I have an inner peace that I never knew how to summons. These would be great things to know about yourself before a crisis happens, but for some reason, we usually don't find out until we're in survival mode. Like Eleanor Roosevelt said, "Women are like tea bags. You never know how strong they are until they're in hot water."  I love that quote.  (Her husband was also an infamous cheater.)

When I was first writing this blog, there was a lot of negativity, and a lot of blaming. I've really grown past that. What's happened has happened. Everything happens for a reason... I know it's cliche, but it's not for me to ask why. I'm not defined by the twists and turns my life has taken, but how I have reacted to them. I'm choosing happiness. Saying it is a start, but you actually have to DO it. Each time you have the choice to be happy or not, you really have to choose to be happy..... after a while you find yourself smiling at nothing. You find yourself laughing with strangers. You find yourself feeling genuinely content, and you know, choosing to be happy has turned into just.....being happy......


Life's short. Buy the shoes ;)

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

didn't take long....

Well.... it certainly didn't take long to irritate people. I am sorry about that. At some point people have to take responsibility for their own reactions to things.  At some point, blaming others for problems that you need to work through, won't work for you anymore. I'm not just talking about my kids' pissiness. I'm talking about grown people who believe that I'm writing things for their benefit. Contrary to popular belief, I don't sit here and think, "Let's see.... how can I irritate people today."  I'm writing to get things out of my head.... I'm writing because I like the encouragement, and feedback I get. I realize I have to take the good with the bad. It's like anything in life. With the good, comes the bad.... take it with the grain of salt. My 7th grade teacher said it best, you have to be true to yourself. She's right. I have to be true to myself.


Talking about Mrs. Filicsky, makes me want to tell you about my teaching job(s). I am really enjoying teaching this year. I'm currently at Southside school, and I love it!  I have been covering a maternity leave for a 5th grade teacher since the beginning of October.  These kids have become "my kids". I love them, and I'm already sad about leaving them at the end of January. Luckily, I have stumbled into another maternity leave position which starts the week after this assignment ends. It's for a second grade teacher, who is right across the hall from my 5th graders. It will last through the first week of  May, which brings me to the wedding, and I will need a week or so off, to prepare for that, I'm sure!

Mrs. Filicsky was always my favorite teacher. I have a soft spot for her, and Mrs. Graham, my kindergarten teacher. They both had the biggest impact on me. I find myself borrowing pages from Mrs. Filicsky's playbook, at times. I remember that she let me give the class the spelling tests (sometimes she let JaFaye Lillard, but mostly it was me.)  ;)  She knew I would ace the test.... I always did, I was on the spelling team, spelling words like onomatopoeia, so words like "preposition" posed no challenge for me.  She not only let me give the test, sometimes she left the room and let me be in charge. :) Any guesses on why I wanted to be a teacher? I was very lucky to have caring, nurturing teachers, as a child, and I want nothing more than to pass that along to the kids I teach.  I truly love kids, and I find their innocence refreshing. I know that there are things I could do, that would allow me to make more money, but there's nothing I could do that would be as fulfilling. So hats off to great teachers.... your work will never be forgotten....


I promised to write about being engaged.... I would like to set aside time to really write about being engaged, for the first time, really. Wedding planning, again, for really, the first time. How I talked him into a pink ring.... haha.... you know, all the fun stuff....  I will write it. It seems like I don't have a whole lot of control over what comes out....it's just whatever is on my mind, and today, my 5th graders must be on my mind. However, I will include a link to our wedding website. Feel free to browse around. Message me if you want a password for the guestbook page. Sadly, we had to add a password because we got hacked. :(    http://tracy-shanon.ourwedding.com/  


I'm also thinking about my kid in the Philippines..... I know he's doing ok. He's tweeting up a storm, and including pics. I love the updates! Unfortunately, he's of legal drinking age over there.... great. Oh well.... what's college without a blackout or two?  He seems intrigued by the culture, and keeps saying how much he appreciates everything back home a lot more after seeing how they live over there. It's probably really good for him. Safe travels, baby. I love you.


I don't know when I'll have time to blog again. I'm back at school tomorrow, but I will try to carve out a little time each week, for updating the blog. I have missed all of you and I have missed the time with myself.... thinking, writing, healing, growing....


Life's short. Buy the shoes ;)