Thursday, October 27, 2011

Victim vs. Slave? Slave vs. Doormat?




 "The quality of decision is like the well-timed swoop of a falcon which enables it to strike and destroy its victim." ~Sun Tzu ~



I keep reading such things all over the forums, and blogs, "I am not a doormat." and other such forms of that. What does it mean to be a doormat, I say it means to be a victim.

victim  1 .a person who suffers from a destructive or injurious action or agency:  2. a person who is deceived or cheated, as by his or her own emotions or ignorance, by the dishonesty of others, or by some impersonal agency: a victim of misplaced confidence; the victim of a swindler; a victim of an optical illusion. 3. a person or animal sacrificed or regarded as sacrificed: war victims. 4. a living creature sacrificed in religious rites.


doormat  1. (Clothing, Personal Arts & Crafts / Textiles) a mat, placed at the entrance to a building, for wiping dirt from shoes. 2. Informal a person who offers little resistance to ill-treatment by others.

Sounds pretty much like the same thing to me. Perhaps to some just a matter of semantics, but if you regard the meaning, doormat=victim. No where in there do I see where it means to be a slave in the terms of submissive.
 
slave 1. One bound in servitude as the property of a person or household. 2. One who is abjectly subservient to a specified person or influence.
 
I suppose one could be a slave to an influence of victim behavior, but I choose to be empowered in my slavery.
 
empower 1. To invest with power, especially legal power or official authority. See Synonyms at authorize. 2. To equip or supply with an ability; enable.
 
I lived long enough in the victim state, and I caved in that state too many times, and now I choose to be empowered in my slavery. To be equipped with knowledge that enables me to live it in such a way that I no longer have to be a victim. I have the right to choose. I have the right to tell the world, "I am not a doormat."
 


Life goes on.........

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Middle of the Week Musings.



Happy Hump Day.

This is how I feel today, defeated.

And keep asking myself, is my "Friday" right around the corner?

I hope so, I am tired of being tired, and feeling defeated. I am tired of getting up each and every day and trying to not feel defeated. I won't go into details, but I am just fucking tired.


"But there is suffering in life, and there are defeats. No one can avoid them. but it's better
to lose some of the battles in the struggles for your dreams than to be defeated without ever knowing
what you're fighting for."
  ~Paulo Coelho~


And that about sums it up, if I know what I am fighting for, that is different, but lately, some of the battles I have no idea what they are, or if they are even included in my dreams.

On a brighter note, I went to a benefit for a friend on Saturday night, and it was very nice. It is nice to see family, friends and a community come together for a good cause.

And Slick is turning 19 on Tuesday. Wow, my youngest and time sure flies. He won't be here this year, he is going to spend the week with the sperm donor. The very first year I haven't spent his birthday with him. That sucks.

All I have to say, is I hope my "Friday" hurries.

Life goes on.......