The Truth’s Too Hard To Mention

First of all, yesterday was my birthday, so Happy Birthday to me! Thank you very much. I did actually mean to post this yesterday, but just couldn’t find the motivation. You know how it is…

Anyway, back at the beginning of my journey through the Hell of mental illness, one of those ‘crisis’ counselor people suggested that I attempt to draw a picture that represented what I thought of as the thing that bugged me most about life. Well narrowing down the list of things that bugged me just seemed insurmountable at first, but when I thought about it, I realized that it was going through life feeling disrespected at every turn by people who seemed completely unaware of just how disrespectful they were. And no matter how many times I pointed out to them that their prattling on and on about their superstitions and prejudices was making me crazy, they simply didn’t seem to understand.

In the end, the only way I could think of to represent that in a drawing was to draw a stick figure representing me with a big gob of spit hanging from my face while the big, dumb ‘every-man’ standing front of me kept asking, “What’s the matter with you?” I could tell by my having to explain the drawing that the thought was just a bit too abstract – not to mention the fact that I’m a terrible artist.

Anyway, again, that was a very long time ago, but I’ve always wished I could have done a better job. Well I saw something on TV the other day that came about as close as you can get to the perfect imagery without actually trying…

Okay, I know that’s actually moving pictures with sound, but the attitude of the ‘booger-man’ in the face that guy’s suffering is an almost perfect representation of what I felt.

Okay, again (I really need to work on that), I want to close with a bit about the latest Criminal Minds episode: False Flag. It involved the team trying to discover the killer of two ‘truthers’ when all the suspects were other ‘truthers’, in of all places, Roswell, New Mexico. Talk about chasing a rabbit down a hole?!?! And every one of the ‘suspects’ were just as convinced they were right as all those fanatical, hate-filled dingbats I was thinking of while drawing that picture!

The episode closed with this song (which is where I got the title from)…

and this quote…

You know, it occurs to me that the dingbats probably think of me the same way I think of them…

I want ice water.

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11 thoughts on “The Truth’s Too Hard To Mention

  1. So first, I’ve missed you. I privatized my site for a bit and logged off for a break, but I realize now how long I’ve missed some blog posts. Secondly, “…going through life feeling disrespected at every turn by people who seemed completely unaware of just how disrespectful they were…”. Wow! That’s a mind-bender for me. On the one hand, I get it completely. I feel the exact same way at times! And yet, I get frustrated remembering what my good ‘ole friend Richard used to tell me all the time: “Carmen, you’re standards are too high and you have such expectations, people will always let you down.” Ugghhh… I used to get so friggin’ mad at him. Because he’d say it All. The. Time. I’m thinking if you can’t meet my bare minimum, then seriously, you need to be OUT OF MY LIFE. Ha! Life is so kinda cool, right. I’m learning something new every day! You and I are so on the same page! Oh, and thirdly, and maybe most importantly, I hope you had a beautiful birthday! Beso y Abrazos. 🙂

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    • Hey Carmen, I’ve missed you too! And yeah, I got the “you ask too much of people” speech a few times too. Common decency is too much too ask? ARG! Life is so very cool my friend, and so are you. Hugs and kisses right back at ya! 🙂

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  2. Happy Belated Birthday, Izaak.

    That “crisis counselor” was some kind of idiot–I can’t imagine a counselor or therapist saying, “What’s the matter with you?”

    It’s that kind of attitude from others that gets us into a crisis, in the first place.

    Whenever I encounter stupid people like that, who think I’m crazy just because they’re too stupid to understand me, I just reaffirm that I’d rather be crazy than stupid.

    Again, Happy Belated Birthday–and I hope your new year is the best yet.

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    • Thanks my friend. To be clear, the counselor was merely attempting to get me to express how I felt visually. It was all the other people in my life that kept blindly insulting my intelligence and then wondering why I reacted the way I did. But yeah, the “What’s the matter with you?” refrain was as constant as a broken record.

      I hope your Christmas was very merry and that the new year will bring you much joy!


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