Growing Pains

November 17, 2009 at 11:22 pm (Growing up) (, , , )

Sometimes I think I let the ways of the world and the complexities of life really get me down too much. I haven’t finished the last blog post I was working on as I am usually wandering around feeling angry with the world or wanting to cry and I can’t really focus on much else.

I think ‘things’ get to me because I let them get to me. I think about things too much. Sometimes I think…see there I go again…it would be easier to muck by without worrying myself over the corruption in the world but somehow I can’t. It really feels like sometimes I just hit a brick wall and I cry and when I can’t cry anymore I feel like I still haven’t got it all out. Writing it out sometimes really doesn’t help at all.

“Don’t take my photograph, cos I don’t wanna know how it looks to feel like this” 

I have always been sensitive. These days I haven’t successfully been hiding how I’m feeling either. A good friend recently remarked  “Amy,I see you walking around you’re wearing that deer caught in headlights expression on your face.”

I can’t remember what I replied.

I know I need to wise up. My mum has tried to talk to me about how I am these days and has suggested talking to someone and has mentioned clinical depression. It’s not that.

I think this is just a severe episode of growing pains. It really hurts sometimes but it’s normal and I’ll grow out of it. I know I’ll always be a thinker but I’ll grow out of the feeling the way I do.

I need to get my passion and self-belief back…..somehow it all dwindled away. I used to be full of passion, wanting to make  a difference. I believed I could make a difference.

I used to have a decent amount of confidence. Now I am awkward in most situations and I never know what to say or do. Sometimes I can laugh my way through it by talking nonsense and engaging in general banter. Other times, I’m lost for words.

Last weekend I told a good friend I was going to be “normal again by Monday” or something like that.  I haven’t really been coping as such so this is the start of something new…

“It’s a new dawn, It’s a new day,  It’s a new life for me”

Maybe I’m,not hopelessly reaching. Maybe I am. All I know is that I have to grab onto my life and make the most of it.

“And I’m feeling…good?”

 

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“All at once,The world can overwhelm me….”

October 4, 2009 at 8:13 pm (Church) (, , , , , )

Lately I’ve been trying to work on a few blog posts and keep on top of school work. Neither has been successful as such.

It’s the way I have been feeling…I feel like it’s all just too much. I need to get this out of me somehow. I apologise if you are the poor soul reading this-I do.

“All at once

The world can overwhelm me,

There’s almost nothing you can tell me

That would ease my mind”

Jack Johnston-All at once

I don’t even know where to begin….

I attend St.Saviours Parish which is the Church of Ireland in Connor. I wasn’t really brought up in church as such. I was christened/baptised in Ballywillan Presbyterian in Portrush . I don’t really believe in infant baptism myself….anyway I chose to go to church with when i was about 11 or 12 with my Gran.  At that time there where a few others around my age. Now there are three. We are too old for Sunday school and there isn’t  a youth fellowship as such for us to go to. .Connect was set up by a girl in church who is her twenties and it is a nice fellowship group in which we can meet in eachothers houses. I go to it as often as I can but I usually have to work on Friday nights so I can’t always make it. I have always liked our Rector because of his honesty and the way he tries to make people feel welcome.

The Rector has been off for about 3 months now. We don’t know why.

It’s beginning to get to me how the church are dealing with it all.

There has been a lot of gossip.

It has become clear that the church lacks organisation and structure.And from what I can tell they are absolutely petrified of change. The Church is not united.

I am sick of  church.

I am sick of the village mentality.

Sick Of the gossiping .

I’m just so sick of it all.

In times like these the church should unite but the narrow-mindedness simply won’t allow it.  From what I understand they didn’t agree with all the Rector wanted. Still uniting is what we need in a time like this.

I’m not in a very good place with God. I was supposed to be a helper in the Sunday but have found myself teaching the youngest class.doubts. I haven’t been given much guidance or help with this. I honestly feel like am I in no position to talk about God to anybody. I have been having my doubts about God…

 The girl who set up Connect is lovely and I know I can talk to her but I think she is doing loads of other things for the church and it doesn’t seem like she is getting much help.

I have actually been thinking about finding another church but it seems that St.Saviours needs me at the minute.

I’m just weary with it all…

 At school I am filling out UCAS forms without knowing for definite what I want to apply for or where the hell I am going.

I’m sick of it.

I’m sick of not knowing.

I’m sick of the lack of justice in the world.

I don’t believe in having a monarchy. I don’t belive in ascribed status. Funny isn’t it? How  It’s easier to know what you are ‘against’ as opposed to knowing what you are ‘for’

 People are starving out there and others do nothing and are so filthy rich they can spend thousands of pounds on a new outfit.

It makes me sick.

I don’t know why it gets to me so much. Why it angers and upsets me.

I would say Sometimes I think I care to much….but I’m not sure if It’s possible to care too care too much.

I don’t why I feel so overwhelmed by it all.

If the world doesn’t have to be this way, can someone please tell me how to change it?

 ”Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest” Matthew 11:28

Will resting change anything?

If it doesn’t I don’t think I want to rest….

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Water can be like vegetable soup. Vegetable soup is thicker than blood.

September 6, 2009 at 12:49 am (Family) (, )

Once upon a time there was a girl called Jenny and a boy called Joe. They had known each other since they were 7 years old. They had always been very good friends and then they realised that they were head over heals in love and they got married, had beautiful twins and settled down in a nice cosy…

All right ok -Cut the crap.

 As lovely as it sounds this isn’t the way the story goes most of the time. Maybe in an ideal world?  I’m not denying this ever happens but most of the time it doesn’t. People often marry for the wrong reasons or make mistakes and marriages break down.

In an ideal world, the Nuclear family is the ideal family-the cereal packet family. Mummy is happy. Daddy is happy. The children are happy. Even the family dog is happy. All smiling in the family portrait when in reality things may be much different.

This is not the ideal world. This is reality.

There are many different views and beliefs with rehards to the purpose and structure of family.

In one corner we have the ‘Functionalists’ who will argue that the family is positive for society. It provides a means of ‘ primary socialisation’ and  fiancial suppost for it’s members as well as providing  a comforting envoirnment for members to support eachother in. Parsons named this the ‘warm bath theory’ .

In the far right corner  we have The New Right- a phiolosophy with elements of Thatcherism and neo-liberalism-  who  only regard the Nuclear family as positive. They are not in favour of family diversity. According to John Redwood, Conservative MP: ‘the natural state should be the two-adult family caring for their children’. The New Right sees the family in a state of deterioration.They feel that single parent families and same sex couples are bad for society and that children  from Nuclear families do better at school and are less likey to turn to crime.

This arguement however could be counteracted by the Marxists, who attack this arguement from the far left claiming that the family is merely a merely a middle class instrument that promotes class divison. They say  that makes our society infair as they can afford to pay for Private education etc.  They also argue that the middle class family expliots women.

        “Abolition, of the family! Even the most radical flare up at this imfamous proposal of the          communists.

On what foundation is  the present family, the bourgeois family ,based ?On Capital on Private gain…….

But you Communists would introduce community of women, screams the bourgeoisie in chorus.

The bourgeois sees his wife a mere instrument of production. He hears that the instruments of production are to be exploited in common, and, naturally, can come to no other conclusion that the lot of being common to all will likewise fall to the women.

He has not even a suspicion that the real point aimed at is to do away with the status of women as mere instruments of production.

For the rest, nothing is more ridiculous than the virtuous indignation of our bourgeois at the community of women which, they pretend, is to be openly and officially established by the Communists. The Communists have no need to introduce community of women; it has existed almost from time immemorial.

Our bourgeois, not content with having wives and daughters of their proletarians at their disposal, not to speak of common prostitutes, take the greatest pleasure in seducing each other’s wives.

Bourgeois marriage is, in reality, a system of wives in common and thus, at the most, what the Communists might possibly be reproached with is that they desire to introduce, in substitution for a hypocritically concealed, an openly legalised community of women. For the rest, it is self-evident that the abolition of the present system of production must bring with it the abolition of the community of women springing from that system, i.e., of prostitution both public and private. “

THE COMMUNIST MANIFESTO,KARL MARX AND FREDREICH ENGELS

Feminists will agree as they feel  the nuclear family  moulds  members into gender stereotypes-keeping the women at home while the men go out to work. They’ll put forward the case that the nuclear family traps women in unhappy marriages as well as leaving them vulnerable to abuse and domestic violence as Dobash resaerched. This often reffered to as ‘The Dark side of the family’

So with all these arguements fresh in our minds, what are we suppose to believe?

In theory the Nuclear family comes out tops with me. On some conditions I agree with the New Right and on others I agree with Marxists….

I understand that we live live in an incraesingly secular and messed up world so the Nuclear family doesn’t always work out. I fuly accept this, howver it’s plausible for the Nuclear Family to work out if peopel were to marry for the right reasons.

The right reasons…

Why do people get married? I could give you a multitude of reasons.I find it much easier to say that marriage seems to make the most sense to me when it is done in Christian context.

In a Christian marriage, the bride and bride groom are joined together in ‘holy matrimony’. Vows are exchanged and the two people are making there vows  before God which means they should not be broken.

When two people decide to get married it should mean that they want to spend the rest of their lives togteher.

Wedding vows can take a format similar to this but some people choose to write their own.

“I, _____________, take you, ______________, to be my wife/husband, according to God’s holy decree: to have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do we part: and to that I pledge you my faithfulness. “

However, This brings me to my next point. It pains me to admit it, I have always been sympathetic towards the political left . I am am often torn been revolution and tradition.

 Because the vows are made before God and shouldn’t be broken, what about divorce?

Personally, I feel that divorce should be available. I understand that ideally divorce shouldn’t happen but sometimes it would be better for the couple to part and go their seperate ways. If one partner was suffering from domestic violence what other ‘healthy’ way is there out of a marriage?Or if they were constantly fight and had children?

 It is  now much easier to obtain a divorce and I feel that this has somewhat cheapened marriage. I believe we have an understanding God who loves people not rigid rules. He is also a God of wrath.

I find this is a real moral dilemma. On the one hand I don’t think it is right to bend the rules to suit yourself. Where do you draw the line?  It would become a dangerous slippery slope……

It is much easier to take the absolutist viewpoint and say that, Divorce is wrong and there is no way around it.  

But what about the people involved. I really do not feel that it is right for me to say Divorce is always wrong. People find themselves in some awful circumstances.

Again, I feel that is necessary to look for the truth inside yourself. Nobody is  any position to judge you apart from God. I feel that inside every person there is an absolute truth… somewhere deep inside them…and when they find this absolute truth it will in turn set them free. 

I often read to my little brother Lewis. He is four years old and adores books. A few months ago, in a book-  club magazine he was given at nursery school, there was a series a books available to buy. At the top , “Happy Families”, was printed. Some of the stories are straightforward enough but there are two in particular that stuck out as ‘odd’ or ‘left-wing’ as I would call it.

Mrs. Cliff the climber. Basically the story goes that she meets a man falls in love gets married, has children, divorces him and the same thing happens again. Twice.

Miss Dirt the dustmans’ daughter is also a somewhat peculiar little tale…..

Now this is the dilemma I find myself in…..

I fully comprehend that divorces happen and the nuclear family doesn’t always work out. I have clearly stated that I am sick of the ‘happy ever afters’ but the fashion that these books are written in doesn’t sit easy with me or the rest of my family for that matter.

One part of me says “Yes, Amy, children need to know all about family diversity at the ripe age of 4 and half….’ yet the other says “Oh…this is talking about it as if marriage doesn’t mean anything”….”Do children have it in them to understand anyways?”

I know- you can’t have it both ways…but what is ‘right’?

 I don’t feel that it is ‘right’ for me to force my own views,values and beliefs on others- hence my user name being ‘drawyourownconclusions’. I am not writing this to ram my beliefs down other peoples throats.

Like I said I am often torn between tradition and revolution.

 I don’t quite know how right it is too breed your own values into children. I don’t understand what is right. Are we supposed to tell them about homosexuality and divorce? I don’t know.

Morality….Subjective or Objective….I think I’ll dedicate a whole post to this at a later date….

Do I ever want to get married?

Ideally, it would be nice to but I probably won’t. The idea of marriage scares me actually. The idea of loving someone scares me.  I don’t think I know what love properly is and don’t know how I’ll know if it ever know  decides to lumber down my way. The idea of spending the rest of my life with someone and being in love with them is daunting. I suppose it all comes down to trust. I don’t know if I could ever trust someone enough to marry them. Amy the cynic comes out again….anyway…only time will tell

Maybe you are  thinking that I come from the cosy nuclear family?

I don’t.

I am part of a reconstituted family. My Mum married when she was 19. Had me at 20. Divorced my biological father when I was four or five.

I actually have a lot of respect for my mum. She didn’t have the easiest upbringing by any means  when she was a child and received no support-financial or otherwise from my ‘dad’ . She worked so hard to pay the bills and I never went without anything. She is always there for me when I need her and I really look up to her.

My mum remarried when I finished Primary Seven. My step-dads name is Derek and I get on with him really well. So well in fact I call him ‘Dad’…Mum and ‘Dad have two sons, Lewis who is almost five and Ewan who is  almost two.

Sometimes, if you let it I feel that that being part of a reconstituted family can mess you up. I’ll admit, it can create Identity issues but  only if you let it. I have a different surname to the rest of the family and it used to really bother me. In truth, sometimes it still does with Dads side of the famliy….I feel like I don’t fit in sometimes but Now I have accepted that I am who I am, nothing can change that. I feel that I fit in with mum, dad and my two younger brothers Lewis and Ewan.

Some people say bloods thicker than water. To me, the water is like  vegetable soup. With the stock and vegetables giving more substance and flavour and it’s thicker than blood. A lot thicker.

Blood isn’t always thicker than water.

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The closest thing to crazy

July 19, 2009 at 5:45 pm (Uncategorized)

Blogging. Hmmm. A few people I know have suggested I start a blog so here it goes. This post isn’t going to be on any particular subject as such. It’s more a prologue or introduction if you like…maybe a piece of biographical context if you prefer…

My name is Amy, I finished my AS levels a month ago yesterday. Honestly I am dreading results day. I have absolutely no idea if I did well or not and that scares me.  Getting back into school means a lot to me and the mere thought of not being accepted back sends me into a bout of anxiety.

I’m not exactly sure where I am going with my life . I don’t feel ready to grow up. Even though I am a Christian, I have a lot of questions and fears I need to address. I can be quite the cynic too but I just like to be certain in what I believe. I want to know the truth. And I know the truth hurts sometimes.

“If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they’ll kill you. “
Oscar Wilde

It seems to me that we live in a world where most people only want you to tell them what they want to hear.  I’d rather not embellish things with a ribbons, bows and pretty trimmings.

Facts.

Truth.

Reality.Just tell it like it is. No point in deluding ourselves.Lying to ourselves.

“The truth will will set you free.”

I’m quite a sensitive and passionate person. I’d like to say I don’t care what anybody thinks of me, but the truth is I do. I think- most of the time- I am misunderstood and most people just don’t get me. Most of the time, I don’t get me either.

I am passionate about making a positive difference. I know that somewhere inside me I have it in me to make a difference. Once I knew what  I was all about , but somewhere along the way (forgive me for using such a cliched phrase) I lost myself and I’m not so sure anymore. One minute I am inspired and in the next fleeting moment I just don’t know at all. I suppose I can relate to Roberts Frosts Poem ‘Window Tree’ It’s such a beautiful poem in which Frost draws the analogy between feelings of inspiration and being tossed in the wind like a tree. I guess I feel like that sometimes….a lot lately…But like I said I know have it in me somewhere, I just need to ‘find myself’ (again pardon the highly Americanised phrase).

I don’t know if I am really a confident person. I can give the impression that I’m confident sometimes. Take Debating for example. For my first proper debate I had to argue that the ‘glass ceiling’ didn’t exsist in Northern Ireland. What’s wrong with that hey?

It was against everything I ever believed in.

But I came across as ultra confident, my voice carried even though I was physically shaking.

Kinda crazy how other people belive in you when you stop believing in yourself?

But I am getting there. This is the first step right? I want to make a difference. I can make a difference. You can too. The world is big, bad and beautiful. It’s up to us to take a stand for what we believe in.

“Sometimes it falls upon  a generation to be great. You can be that generation” Nelson Mandela

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