tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31942236.post8139322525773114069..comments2023-06-27T01:01:07.692-07:00Comments on TABBA: Strange And BeautifulTabbahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07571583646468537273noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31942236.post-57388778543510737222007-03-21T12:34:00.000-07:002007-03-21T12:34:00.000-07:00i love how you articulate that all this is what ma...i love how you articulate that all this is what made you who you are. that is the only way to process this stuff. it made you strong sometimes, weak sometimes, angry sometimes, sad sometimes and a whole gamut of other things. but that is who you are. <BR/><BR/>i was on the phone to my dad yesterday. its not such a positive relationship as you have with yours (but not as bad as it used to be). my dad was saying how if only his dad hadn't been so shitty to him he would have had a better life and how bad he felt and how hard it was to have self-esteem. <BR/><BR/>i found myself saying to my dad exactly what you said in this post - that i hadn't had the most fantastic start in life myself (in some part because of him) but that it had made me who i am. <BR/><BR/>it is a case of learning and growing. and in the face of chaos and fear and rejection finding some kernel of strength and wisdom to get you through stuff which most children never have imagined.<BR/><BR/>thank you so much for writing about all of this. sharing stuff makes all of us feel less alone.joker the lurcherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17260629209872897792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31942236.post-43662492633397612112007-03-21T07:31:00.000-07:002007-03-21T07:31:00.000-07:00I agree with Jen - you did here and always do him ...I agree with Jen - you did here and always do him justice. You make ME grateful for him. xoOhTheJoyshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05031731198115388411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31942236.post-54081768054669236012007-03-20T13:24:00.000-07:002007-03-20T13:24:00.000-07:00Your words mean so much. Though I think what I wa...Your words mean so much. Though I think what I was trying to say was that this is not adequately answering your questions....Tabbahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07571583646468537273noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31942236.post-38520536843795451432007-03-20T13:14:00.000-07:002007-03-20T13:14:00.000-07:00Friend. I am so happy to hear the power you feel i...Friend. I am so happy to hear the power you feel in moving the words out and through. And I know you aren't asking for sympathy. In fact, I know you rail against that, but I still might need to reach out to the little girl part that was wounded, while fully acknowledging the woman she grew into. It's seperate and together all at the same time. <BR/><BR/>You do your dad justice every single time you write about him.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com