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Post by djgirlcherise on Sept 14, 2005 22:33:25 GMT -5
I feel silly, not knowing how to start a topic, so I'm just gonna go for it. If this topic ends up somewhere wierd on the Higher Vibrations site, we can all laugh together.
I wanna start a topic on rebellion. I want to read about the powerful moments when you stood up and said NO. Kind of like your David and Goliath stories, even if they're just imagined.
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Post by jeremy on Sept 15, 2005 2:21:22 GMT -5
Cherise, this is not a stupid topic. At first thought I didn't have any stories that would fit in this topic. You see, I'm not a confrontational person, but I will sometimes politely point out to people when I believe they are doing something wrong. I think my most relevant story is from when I was at high school. There was this guy in my year that for some reason everyone teased. I made friends with him even though I knew a heap of my so-called friends would abandon me if I did this. In making friends with this guy I did not make him popular or anything, but I made his life better.
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Post by thecrystalmaiden on Sept 15, 2005 12:10:48 GMT -5
Well, when I first met my (recently turned) ex boyfriend, which was two years ago, I was fifteen and he was eighteen. At first I dated him secretly without anyone knowing because I wasn't allowed to date until I was sixteen and I know my dad would have gone psycho if he'd found out about it. Finally though I started feeling guilty because I loved my dad so much and I hated lying to him, so one day I sat down and tried to break it gently to him that I had a boyfriend. I didn't do it in the best of ways, at first I told him a slightly inaccurate version of who my bf was rather than the outright truth - instead of us meeting online we'd met "through a friend" and instead of him being in his second year of college, he had "just graduated high school recently."
So anyway it all backfired in my face and my dad eventually found out the truth because my boyfriend let something slip while they were meeting, and then my aunt (who I thought of as a best friend at the time and a motherly figure) started butting her nose in. She made me trust her in the situation and I told her about some of the stuff I'd done with my boyfriend, how we'd really met, what he was like, etc. and she completely backstabbed me and went to my dad about it, after promising me that everything I said was confidential and just between her and me. My dad really went over the deep end then, forbid me to ever see my boyfriend (who I was EXTREMELY attached to, we were best friends by this time and incredibly close), took away all of my privilages, watched me every second of the day, even forced me to go with my aunt to an STD clinic and get a full check up even though I hadn't had sex and was still a virgin.
So anyway, my dad just pushed me too far. I simply stopped caring, you see, I've never ever been one to be forced out of something I want to do or have my sights set on. I simply would leave the house and go see him, I snuck out all the time at night to spend time with my boyfriend, I fought with my dad every single day and ended up cutting ties with my aunt completely (haven't talked to or seen her in the past two years cuz of how she acted, I don't hold a grudge I just simply don't like her now that I see her true colors; I tried to make up with her once but she turned into a complete bitch on the phone and refused to admit to anything she'd done about betraying me, and so I just stopped dealing with it.) Finally, three months later, I broke my dad down and he allowed me to go out with my boyfriend. He made a miraculous recovery too and once he got to know Galen (bf) they were on good terms.
Anyhoo, that was my biggest rebellion, but I've kinda rebelled against my parents my entire life - later bed times when I was young, being able to watch R movies before I was the right age, wanting to have friends sleep over before I was allowed, etc. I've always won out with my dad because I never give up when I want something and he has no good reason why I shouldn't be able to do it. My mother was a different story, she was just as strong willed as me and it ended in horrible fights between us, but she's passed away now.
So there ya go. =)
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Post by Shaelyn on Sept 15, 2005 23:37:55 GMT -5
It took me a while to think of a time I've rebelled too...
My parents don't take too kindly to online relationships. They believe the entire online community is out to get us, so they don't want anyone to know anything about us.
...So one day, I drove up to Indiana, to visit my boyfriend at the time. 950 mi. He had driven down here twice; we met at my car club meets or my friend's house. I said, enough is enough!
He did end up ditching me for another girl...I'm a little ticked that he didn't immediately tell me, even still...but that is ok. ...The trip wasn't entirely for him anyway...a good deal was for me...to assert my authority over my own life, to prove to myself that I can do something if I put my mind to it, etc. etc. There was a lot of things that pushed me to do it.
I wouldn't necessarily recommend this to anyone else, but at the time, given the circumstances, I'd do it again.
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Post by gemma on Sept 16, 2005 5:17:45 GMT -5
Since I am awakened there are lot of occassions when I stand up and say NO. I am strong. I know what I wanna do.
Right now there is a job. I know that this job is waiting for me. This is about horses. I already spoke to the boss. I wanna have this job and I am sure I'll get it. I will make everything to have it. When I'll get it, it will be the first joy-story of mine. Please send me energy to get this job. I wanna have it.
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Post by gemma on Sept 16, 2005 12:34:57 GMT -5
Thank you, Arya. I don't know why but somehow I feel attracted to you.
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Post by Shaelyn on Sept 16, 2005 23:16:07 GMT -5
Good luck Gemma!
If you really want it, you'll get it. Just be positive and firm in yourself...don't be wishy-washy about what you're doing at all.
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Post by cherise on Sept 16, 2005 23:55:19 GMT -5
Gemma,
Because it's in your heart, you already have it. LOVE! LOVE! LOVE!
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Post by Kivawolfspeaker on Sept 18, 2005 12:02:49 GMT -5
Good luck with getting the job, Gemma.
Kiva
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Post by gemma on Sept 18, 2005 13:22:27 GMT -5
Tomorrow I'll go to see the job.
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Post by djgirlcherise on Sept 18, 2005 14:00:49 GMT -5
Hey Gemma,
Keep us updated on the job front. Also, I wanted to let you know, I've been listening to an internet radio station out of Hungary. It's very upbeat!
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Post by gemma on Sept 18, 2005 14:13:53 GMT -5
I wasn't listening to the radio a long time ago.. I have a lot of music on my computer and I prefer listening to my favourites rather than listening to a lot of musics which I don't like. But I am happy that it pleased you.
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Post by luz18 on Sept 18, 2005 14:23:09 GMT -5
Crystalmaiden ~ Sounds like you went through temporary hell.... It's great everything turned out well for you.... As for my own rebellion story? I guess I don't have a major one that I can tell.... All I can say on the subject is that everyday, even if it's a small gesture, I'm somehow standing up for myself... I'm still working on it because although I hate to admit this, I do at times care what people think about me, and I know this is preventing me from being my true self... I'm still at the stage where I do what I want, but I get affected by others' opinions.... so that area is under construction.. :-) I guess my major move of rebellion will come when I finally have to decide whether or not I choose to go to Music School instead of going for a "secure" career like my Dad wants me to... We'll see what happens... Lots of Love, Luz
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Post by gemma on Sept 19, 2005 8:38:21 GMT -5
So I went away to see the job. The man sais that I was the best among the others, he'll call me back later. Everything is fine there. I hugged some horses and some dogs.
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Post by luz18 on Sept 19, 2005 14:11:29 GMT -5
Good Luck sweetie!!
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Post by indigirl on Sept 19, 2005 15:30:31 GMT -5
Oooo, this is definitely a great topic!
I recently graduated from a performing arts conservatory in Los Angeles. In March of this year, my classmates and I began to get very discomforted by the goings on at our school and the way we were being treated. It seemed as though everything was wrong. Teachers would be anywhere from 25 minutes to an hour late on a daily basis, and students were expected to wait there and do nothing. Classes were canceled without warning, we would get up in the morning to drive 20 minutes and find a sign that said "Sorry, go home!". We began a new class that was supposed to be the most important of the semester, and the teacher entered (15 minutes late) wondering who we all were, and what class was she teaching. Students who were as few as three minutes late would get lectures on teachers about how we had no respect, and get sent home, even though that same teacher was half an hour late. Two teachers even admitted to us that they were only teaching our classes because the week before the administration had called them and said "We have no place to put these kids, will you come sit with them for 3 hours?". Day after day, teachers would use untactful approaches to critiquing us. We honestly heard everything from "That was a piece of shit" to "Why are you trying to be an actor?". The administration was constantly doing things wrong. One week they sent out notices to all our financial aid companies telling them we had all graduated in Oct 2003, even though that's when we began! We all got notices saying we were months and months late on student loans payments, and it was based on false info! Once, they canceled a show of ours (on the day of!!!), saying our complaining was "acting out" (in an acting school, hahaha), and that we didn't deserve to have a show. Now, parents upon parents that had flown out to see their kids had nothing too see. My friends and I talked to the head of student relations on a daily basis, to no avail. Parents began calling and were consistently ignored. Complaint notes piled up, and still nothing. So one night, at the end of our ropes, my best friend and I gathered our classmates in our apartment and made a plan. We all gathered plain white t-shirts, and on the front wrote a word that described how the school made us feel. I chose IGNORED. Others were CHEATED, LIED TO, DENIED, and DISRESPECTED. The next we all wore them, 55 of us out of a school of 200. We all sat in a room together, intending to have our problems finally be heard. We began discussing in a calm manner, but the admins, feeling out numbered I guess by us, got very defensive began telling us we were horrible and didn't deserve what we were asking for. After speaking her mind, one of my friend was asked to leave the room. My bf and I said that if she goes, we all go. And so we did. All of us, out of the school. Eventually, days later, we had to come back and finish out the year. It took awhile, but our efforts didn't go unnoticed. Parents flew in to speak to the admins in person. Students switched schools by the dozens. The kinder members of the administration recently left the school, citing that they could not watch this being done to the students. And they admitted to us that the goings-on behind the scenes were incredibly shady, and that they had been instructed to lie to us however they could to keep us quiet.
It definitely felt beyond us at the time, bigger than us, but my friends and I stuck together and fought for what we thought was right. And going through these tough times together brought us closer than any other group of people I've ever met. It definitely gave me hope though. Hope for people and what they are capable of doing when they join together.
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Post by djgirlcherise on Sept 19, 2005 16:36:32 GMT -5
It sounds like it gave you more than hope! It gave you knowledge to identify and repeat the process over and over again. What a great story!
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