What she and I call Love.

It is interesting the dialogue that ensues when I simply asked;

 

I am very interested in knowing why you requested me
on Facebook.

It has been a long while, and it puzzles me now.

I have a blog, and that will let you know if you really want to be my friend.

 

Am I not allowed to ask why?  And I truly was curious as to whether, given my thoughts, insights and views of my self and life, if would we match. 

 

I honor her response, I am happy she can define what she is interested in, and it isn’t me.

 

It seems lots will defend and fight for the ‘relationship of sisters’, while discounting the two individual girls.

 

We were both abused and raised in a dysfunctional home.

It creates a more tenuous thread between us.

 

By focusing on the relationship, the two girls disappear.

By focusing on the relationship, the abuse disappears.

 

If we took the ‘sister’ part out and just kept the relationship of two women, would you then be able to see how we may not match.

 

There are two ways to look at unconditional.

It can either be directed outside or it can be looked at from your inner view.

 

I do not have conditions that others need to change.

I have conditions that I need to change.

 

You can literally be who ever you desire, but then give me the chance to then decide If I want to be your friend.

 

I will not dictate or tell you what to do, you are free to be you.

But I am then allowing myself to move towards you or away.

 

I love that my sister can move away from me.

What bothers me most is that she can move towards the man who abused her. 

 

Can you see who she feels more comfortable with?

 

As a human being, do we want a victim to stay ‘friends’ with a  man who abused her.

 

I have stated that abuse from a father really crosses so many wires, for we learn to love those who hurt us and then move away from those who don’t.

 

I have not raise one hand to this sister, I have not sexually abused this sister, I have shouted at her trying to get her to see that the man she has sided with and called father is a pedophile.

 

Yet, in the end, I am the one she walks away from, I am the one she is ‘not that interested’ in.

 

Please don’t lose sight of the girls and of the abuse or even what she and I call love.