"The old ladies in Fish Hoek are as mean as buttons! Well if buttons are mean?" My grand mother said to us at the dinner table tonight. It's definitely a phrase I Wont forget. Just after she said it, there was aloud noise outside. Like some kind of metal sheet smashing to the ground. I am so easily spooked I jumped and we checked the perimeters of the house. Convinced someone was waiting to pounce on me outside, I had my grandfather escort me to the garden, while I smoked, just to make sure no one was there. Well No one is there!
I have always been easily spooked and as a result of what ever that noise was, I know I will find it hard to sleep. It is no doubt a result of all the break ins I experienced as a child, including my moms scream when an intruder was trying to strangle her. Well I never knew that part til last week. I do of course remember the screaming and a strange man running in to my room, where my sister and I had decided to have a sleep on the floor. So I remember the stomping confusion and brown boots. The next day on the wall we found yellow foot prints, so for a large part of my child hood I believed a yellow man had broken in.
So now as an adult when ever I am unsettled i become terribly rattled. I have a fear of intruders. Maybe I should just convince myself that small "yellow" men can do no harm. Believing that intruders are just part of the darker side of my imagination. I can then use my lighter side to create giant red beautiful woman. These woman are yellow men catchers. Mmm almost like a dream catcher. Therefore I am protected.
That reminds me, I said to my therapist today, I'm tired of everyone trying to protect me(specifically my dad), I cant be protected! She asked me to repeat that, "I said I just cant be protected!!" she wanted to understand what I meant by that, really at the time I did not know and my answer was obvious, well how is anyone going to protect me from me? I am putting some more thought into why I would say it. " I cant be protected " is quite the statement, I need to understand it myself.
For now I am happy to be protected by fiery , giant lady 'yellow men" catchers.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
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