Wednesday, April 27, 2011

I'm Heba! Please read it!

An amazing article about a not so amazing problem in relationships and abusive Egyptian men. Marwa Rakha is an idol to me. God Bless her!
http://marwarakha.com/?p=3751

"Most people assume that abuse is directly related to physical aggression but this is just the tip of the iceberg. Psychological abuse is as damaging as physical abuse; and since it is harder to recognize, it is, therefore, harder to recover from. It causes long term self esteem issues and profound emotional repercussions for the partners of abusers. Emotional and verbal abuse frequently shifts to more overt threats or physical abuse, particularly in times of stress. Abusers are needy, controlling, yet clever people; they master manipulation and lies, and they are able to turn a situation around so that somehow the blame lies on you, and not on them; it is always you and what you made him do! Needless to say that abuse typically alternates with declarations of love and statements that he will change, providing a "hook" to keep you in the relationship.

I was once in a physically and emotionally abusive relationship and it took many years to mend the broken pieces – as much as possible. Today I look around me and I see most of my friends putting up with many levels of abusive behavior from their partners. I am not talking about young na?ve inexperienced girls like I was then; I am talking about women who have lives, looks, careers, experience, and education. He tells her "if you do not want to go out tonight, I have 5 other girls who would love to be in your shoes"! He makes her feel as if he was a God-sent gift to pull her out of a stinking brothel! He promises to join her and her friends and never shows up nor calls to apologize! He hates all her friends who envy her for having him! He hits her when he has a tough day at work! She is a bitch if she has a social life! She is pushing her body onto men if she dresses nicely! She is not allowed to argue with him in private and is forbidden to voice a contradicting opinion, or any opinion, in public!
Yes, this is how Heba was being treated, and yes, she accepted it! She literally had to report to Karim; She was accountable for every what, when, where, why, who, which, how, and how often that takes place today, might take place tomorrow, and that took place last year, the year before, or ten years ago! On the other hand, she was not allowed to complain, question, nor inquire. She cannot say "no" or she will be express shipped to lonely island again. She was robbed of her right to choose and denied her right to be fulfilled. Heba, and many others, are 24/7 slaves in the dungeons of cruel merciless masters, they call boyfriends! They are starved for love and attention, humiliated in private and public, emotionally blackmailed, brainwashed, forced into sex, cheated upon, restricted, isolated, intimidated, neglected, and, at times, beaten up!
There is more misery to come! I told Heba that she is in an abusive relationship and that she could do better, she told me she is in love!! Heba sees this as love! I know how she feels. I never had the courage to tell her that I was once in her shoes, but I was a kid and I did not know any better, what is her excuse? Ah, yes … it is the fear of loneliness; this is the knife that the loving Karim holds to her throat and sticks in her heart. She has to obey and conform to the rules or else she will be abandoned – she will have the "I am single" stigma for life. No man will take her, no one will want her, and she will grow old and die alone like the famous spinster aunts! So the trick is to get the "slave" to depend on her "master" when it comes to social acceptance, some care, infrequent attention, physical gratification, financial support, or any other dangling carrot that will keep her locked up in the cage.
It is easy for anyone on the outside to tell Heba to just leave. But she knows how hard it is to break free from his chains. She worries about his reaction, she is not sure if she can face the world on her own, and she tends to prefer the devil she knows to the many other devils out there that she does not know. Heba has no more faith in herself and zero self confidence. She tried to leave the dungeon many times but she fell into the usual traps of ending an abusive relationship:
Trap one: "To avoid his anger, I'll just do something to make him break up with me" – he might not even consider breaking up with you; he will punish you more for misbehaving!
Trap two: "I will not return his calls till he forgets about me" – what a better way to infuriate him?! He will stalk you, haunt you, and you would have created your own version of "Scary Movie".
Trap three: I will tell him: "It's not you, it's me" – You do not need to rub salt into your own wounds. It was never YOU it was always HIM and his bad temper, lousy moods, and continuous abuse.
Trap four: I will say "We can still be friends." – This is like saying, "I don't want to be with you but I'm going to see you often just to remind you that you can't have me." Why would you want this man in your life? Why do you want your jailer to still have a grip on you? Bid him an everlasting farewell – once and forever.
Trap five: "He promised to change" – HE will never change! Do not lose sight of all his previous promises and how he failed to keep any of them. YOU need to change!
Dear Heba, please love yourself and lean on your family, friends, and those who truly love you. Rediscover the fulfillment you used to get at work and let's find more fun things to do together. Accept yourself. Take time to get to know who you are and what you really need. Love will come to you only when you are ready to be loved, and when deep down you know that you will not settle for anything less than true love."

The Black Monday!

A big fight. Hurtful words coming from one side, the other side is crying. A happy event turned into a nightmare. Accusations, accusations and more accusations. Monday dragged into Tuesday. Sour mood and hurt pride. Trying to solve things with self-doubt. Another big fight and it's too much to bear. A snap within me at his bullying, betrayal and his self-centered ass. Pure hatred towards self. And it's over. He demands a break and I feel broken already. A day of neglect..no missed calls..no msgs..nothing. I pack his stuff and give it to my dad, all the while crying. Another low blow to my pride. And I ask myself why the hell I'm holding on..for whom and for what. And it's over. My finger is free. My heart is broken and my pride is diminished. That hurt. Cause I was ready to give what he lacks in giving me. It's a slap to my face. A price paid from my dignity and self-esteem. Now I know what I need in my life. And it's not you. I don't need someone who points out the bad in me. I don't need a proclaimed strong man to bully me instead of protect me. Next time I'll take care. Cause I know what I deserve. And it's much much better than you!

Sincerely -like always-
Nariman.

Friday, April 15, 2011

The Fray - Look After You


It's always have and never hold
You've begun to feel like home
What's mine is yours to leave or take
What's mine is yours to make your own

Pretty song!

Nari got a laptop!! Nananananana!!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I finally fucking finally got a laptop. A big one. A black one. A shiny new one! A Toshiba pretty. So happy. Life these days is good. I'm bored though. I'm far behind on my grad. project. M and I are doing okaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay! i think? We don't see eachother much. Last friday was my bestfriend's engagement.. it was perrrrrfect! My M got me a new mobile..a pink LG touch. It's cool. He sold his bike :(:(:( We're okay. He got me flowers 2 weeks ago when I was sick. It was a white and rose bouquet. I loved it. El 7amdollah! :)
Salam!

Thursday, April 7, 2011

مهما يحاولوا يطفوا الشمس

مهما يحاولوا يطفوا الشمس

مهما يزيدوا علينا الهمس

مهما يقولوا مهما يعيدوا

انت في قلبي انت وبس

كل كلامهم مش هيقصر 

وانا ولا هبعد ولا هتغير

يمكن حتى هقرب أكتر 

مهما يحاولوا الناس بالعكس

حبنا جوه قلوبنا بيكبر

مهما يحاولوا يطفوا الشمس مهما يحاولوا يطفوا الشمس

ياللي حياتي بتحلم بيك 

وبشوف كل الكون بعنيك

انت العمر الحلو اللي زمان كان متأجل

عشت وشفته جوه عنيك في معاده بيوصل

ليه عايزين ياخدوه من قلبي

ليه يلوموني الناس على حبي

كل كلامهم مش هيقصر 

وانا ولا هبعد ولا هتغير

يمكن حتى هقرب أكتر 

مهما يحاولوا الناس بالعكس

حبنا جوه قلوبنا بيكبر

مهما يحاولوا يطفوا الشمس مهما يحاولوا يطفوا الشمس

بيني وبينك حب كبير 

أكبر ما يفكروا بكتير

ده اللي ما بيني وبينك كان في السما متقدر

لازم كنت هحبك مهما لقانا اتأخر

حتى في أخر يوم من عمري

كنت حجيلك برضه يا قدري

كل كلامهم مش هيقصر 

وانا ولا هبعد ولا هتغير

يمكن حتى هقرب أكتر 

مهما يحاولوا الناس بالعكس

حبنا جوه قلوبنا بيكبر

مهما يحاولوا يطفوا الشمس 
مهما يحاولوا يطفوا الشمس.

April's first post!

"I like my body when it is with your body. It is so quite new a thing. Muscles better and nerves more."
- E.E. Cummings

Sunday, April 3, 2011

Also about Forgiving and Forgetting!

Forgiving and forgetting are such strong emotions and are inevitably related to love. When we love someone, we mostly want to be loved back and have some expectations of the other person.. Then at some point of time, if this person fails us in any way, it really hurts.. So if its true love then forgiving isn’t a big deal but the problem is in forgetting.. Can a heart really forget another heart which it truly loved?

Forgiving and Forgetting!

Nicosia (December 20, 2010 )
If I must say the way I’m doing, I will say that I forgive but I don’t forget; not because I want to remember the bad things that hapenned to me, but because my heart is not ready to forget…

I also think that forgetting is the supreme way of forgiving but it must be a natural process that comes (if it comes) without our intervention. When we forget something that has been fogiven it means that we evolved in our spiritual way to such an extend that we are very different from the one we were in the past, when we were hurt.
I think that we should give ouselves the freedom to forget or not the things that happenned to us, so that our souls be free to follow their way…

mizfee (August 3, 2010 at 9:00 am) 

Forgiving someone who has wronged you, betrayed you, is a very hard thing to do. I struggle with this daily. But I find that the act of forgiveness is not something you do as a gift for the other person, but as a gift for yourself.
You hold on so tight to your anger, your principles, that you just clench so tightly at this thing you can’t let go.
How do you find peace if you’re constantly reminding yourself how badly the other person treated you? Yet that person has moved on, created a new life, finding happiness in his own way. Let go, let go of the anger, and you can then unclench the hand and reach for something else, something new, hopefully something better. Maybe you don’t forget, but over time the memory of the pain fades, and it doesn’t hurt so much anymore.
Then forgive and move forward.
Justice happens when that pain doesn’t affect you anymore and the powerful memory of days long gone don’t hang around too long.
Forgive And Forget

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