Happy Birthday Me!
Couple things on my blogging mind today...First of all, THANK YOU, all of you for your love, comments, emails, FB's, and tweets on my last post. You have no idea what such an overwhelming response to posting the things I'd kept secret for so long means. Saying the scariest things out loud and getting such a wonderful supportive MASS of love in return, well, thank you. Doesn't cover it, but it's all I have.
I especially want to send some love out to the people who wrote, and posted about their own Secret Rooms. Telling your stories took a lot of courage. And there's a whole lot of healing going on.
To the people who posted anonymously, or who wrote and said, maybe, they could now talk, I will tell you how it feels a couple weeks out when you do this. It feels AMAZING. You can talk, you can speak out and it really, really is ok. Know this too, we're with you. All the way. You'll feel lighter, you'll feel like the THING you've been carrying around, you know, that weight that's never really gone, that stuff you've been expending so much energy on hiding, is all gone. You can start living. And loving. Trust me.
Write me, I'll listen to you. I know. It happened to me. Tell me. And again, trust me. I'll still like you no matter what happened. Fabulouslorraine@gmail.com.
And again, everyone: THANK YOU SO FREAKING MUCH!!!!!
Sooooo....It's my Birthday today! Here's a couple photos from a scrimmage I skated in last Sunday. Not great photos, and I have no idea why it looks like I'm wearing a skirt, not mind you there's anything WRONG with wearing a skirt, but it isn't me. The cool thing about these photos is that they are of ME and I'm Bouting. And in the second half of that Bout, for the first time, I SO ROCKED THAT SHIZ. Perfect? No, but I sure as heck did make some moves, got some hits and had my butt on a jammer who wasn't getting by. Went all WRECKNG BALLL (thank you Pinky and Kitty for the half time talk) and got in there and did me some skating. Had that one. I can do this. I gots this. And am not going to stop smiling for a while on this one,
You see, it was one year ago today that I went to the Chippewa Valley Roller Girls fresh meat meeting and joined the team.
I remember that day REALLY well. Joan of Dark had been in town and we had gone to their Bout the Saturday before, which I watched, knowing I was going to meet all of them in a few days. Nervous? Hells yeah! Scared to death. Me? Skate? DO this? I remember talking to Joan about it on the way to the airport earlier that day and her telling me if I wussed out she'd kill me, and I remember getting kind of mad and saying THAT was not an option because I was SO GOING TO DO THIS and a little trial by fire never hurt anyone.
I met Jinxy that night, there were about 12 of us there, but by the end of the evening, she and I had exchanged numbers because we knew we at least, were making this happen. And we did.
It. Changed. Everything.
There aren't words for what this team means to me. There aren't words to say what it feels like being a skater.
I think what I'm trying to say is this: Don't let anything stop you from going full on into what you want more than anything.
You may get everything you've ever dreamed of.
Trust me. It can happen to you too.
Love and Birthdays,