I watched a movie called Dysfunctional Friends this morning. A comedy starring nearly every black comedian in Hollywood. I watched the movie and I laughed, maybe shed a few petty tears, and did a lot of thinking. The character Ebony really stood out to me. She has a 50 foot wall built up, she’s boxed in, she rather talk about other peoples problems than her own, she plays the crazy loud one in the group, and she lashes out at random…only because she has so much she wants to get out, but is to afraid to. - Yeeaahhh she stood out to me ALOT… Just like The character Trenese reminded me of my friend Star, determined but some reason wants zero help from anyone. Or How Brett reminds me of my good buddy Corey, Gary reminds me of Tyrell, Jamal is Albert, Lisa is Mel, Ms. Stevens is Cassandra, Dennis is Isaiah, Brett is Anthony, and I even found a correlation for my friend Keyona…she’s Storm Lol. There’s so many other people that came to mind and for different reasons, but these people stood out the most.
It left me thinking….I’ve always said I was dysfunctional. I’m just wired differently, and u either learn to deal with me or not at all. Maybe all my friends are too. Maybe were just one big ass dysfunctional group! But it works. We work. We know the dysfunctions of each other, how to handle them, what to ignore, what to take serious, how to respond, and what is and what isn’t important at the time. Dysfunction is how we operate….dysfunction is the only way we operate. It’s sad to say that, and if U think about it, u shouldn’t be proud to say that. But in recent years I’ve realized…..dysfunction works if love is there.
In any case….maybe I’m just in one big Dramedy. It’s Dramedy because DESPITE there being drama, there are so many good times that come with it. So many outcomes that leave us laughing. Arguments that turn into jokes, fights that turn into hugs, fall outs that turn into interventions, and tears that turn into smiles.
I love my dysfunctional ass friends. All of them. Even if they hate me! Lmaooo! There’s a silver lining in everything, everyone, and in every situation.
Some situations may just need to be let go. And that’s why I love this quote so !
John 1:11 (AMP) - He came to that which belonged to Him [to His own—His domain, creation, things, world], and they who were His own did not receive Him and did not welcome Him.
(NLT) - He came to his own people, and even they rejected him.
I was searching for verses in the bible for…
I know I’m over something when I no longer can write about it anymore.
A period was placed, and the book was finished and closed on Sunday.
That was one helluva book. So many twists and turns, ups and downs, emotions, feelings, and set backs! And I was the main character. I was center stage. Don’t judge a book by its cover. Cause for 3 years I looked perfectly fine, but inside I was balled up into a corner.
I feel so much lighter now. The world is off my shoulders. And even though I have plenty more things to work out in my life. THAT one crucial thing is OVER. And now I can move forward. 😀😀😀😀!!! My happiness hasn’t been this real in 3 freakin years! I’m able to speak on it. I’m able to say names without cringing. I’m able to be around folks and not feel a thing ! THIS JOY THAT I HAVE!! This peace that I’ve found! It didn’t come when I wanted it to, but it came right on time.
Aggghhhhhh! I can’t even type anymore.
HAVE A BLESSED DAY!
when someone first told me my heart literally skipped 5 heart beats. It felt like I couldn’t breathe for a few moments. I got over it as time went on, un phased and unbothered by the fact. But…..physically being amongst it, it being right in front of my face….well that was a different story and a reaction that I wasn’t quite prepared for.
I still have feelings for you …. And it tears me to pieces when I think about it. I wish I could have told u a long time ago. Just so things would be out in the air. But….it is what it is now.
i rather us be distant friends …because being close just isn’t an option anymore. It kinda hurts. And I wouldn’t expect either of you to understand….
Some days you want to relive forever.
She plays in every Romance Film!
all the skinny people that say “im fat” just cause they eat a lot
nah bitch you just greedy you don’t know the struggle
is your asking everyone around you, having private conversations, and having discussions about……ME. Let me help you…..
just ask me whats wrong. Its that simple.
But i warn you…..
Be prepared for what my response will be.
I believe herstory was drawn to me because I too, had experienced that same heartache, when she spoke she rung bells. I think she was the girl in my poems…my thoughts in the flesh…and the desires that escaped her lips were the same I once had. Her heart yearned for answers that she didn’t want to know, yet those same answers would somehow set her free. and that’s all she wants to be, free. for a long time she fell bound to an idea of “perfection”, addicted to the remedy that took her mind off her open wounds, and hypnotized by attention she had mistaken for affection.
sometimes I just stare as she vents on about emotions she just can’t explain and feelings she won’t admit. stuck on trying to figure everything out, without letting everything out..so she opts for dramatic and flamboyant.
her heart has been toiled with, bothered and stirred. by a subject… You see, the girl who falls in love for what’s been missing her whole life. Is the girl who won’t admit it. She just succumbs to the feeling.
"I used to think the true definition of friendship or best friends was the history in them. But it’s not….it’s the richness. The richness in the comfort, conversations, interactions, vibes, respect, and bond"
I always wanted a guy who embodied everything you are…I don’t want you. But I’m infatuated with this thought of you and I. Not as lovers but as two souls who undoubtedly love each other. Two friends who will always protect each other. You opened my heart again. Chiseled the ice so that it felt again… Paved a way to emotions I thought were long gone…built me up when I thought I was already strong. Strong enough to be alone in a corner, webbed away from life itself, jarred emotions on a shelf, I wanted to be to myself… You reached a part of me that no one had ever touched, a hole in the deepest part of my soul.
Thank you for the richness.
Phylicia Rashad and Debbie Allen by Moneta Sleet, Jr.
The good days!!