Diane and i just watched SLUMDOG MILLIONAIRE. i did not like this movie at all AT ALL. yes it had a good ending, however the violent life those poor children lived and the pain they endured, gagged me. i wanted to change the station but Diane wanted to continue watching it. she actually liked it. to each their own, i say..
it made me cringe in my seat because i know damn well that is how life really is in many parts of the world. i admit i am a pussy. i do not like having to see the hardships that befall humanity and animals. i know all too well that they exist and i do everything in my power not to be reminded. i prefer to live in my little world with my little life and be oblivious to the holocausts that some people unfortunately must call their lives. why? why am i such a pussy? because it hurts me too much to be reminded. i was nearly coming off my seat and my heart was in my throat watching this movie. i kept wondering when it would get to the good part.. after all, it won awards. the only good part was at the end and to me it wasn't worth the torture of watching the movie. some may say i am like an ostrich and bury my head in the sand rather than live in reality sometimes. when it comes to abuse and cruelty of animals and people- yes, i am. i fully admit it. i cannot watch where meat comes from. i cannot watch documentaries of animals killing others for food or puppy mill reports. i cant even watch animal channel's show where the humane society goes around rescuing animals. stories of abuse or murders of our children are so painful for me. i am the first in line to judge my weaknesses and admit my shortcomings. i wouldn't want to be any other way. maybe it's because i grew up in my own private war zone and endured enough loneliness, abandonment, and pain to last me 4 lifetimes. i am hyper-sensitive to such things. i didn't have a choice growing up except to survive, but today i can choose to avoid. i give myself permission to do so. i relate too deeply to the helplessness of animals and children and i can't tolerate the pain. my heart needs protection from such atrocities and the Caylee Anthonys and Somer Thompsons and the Adam Walshes of the world because i can't handle the horror. does that make me a bad person? NO. does it make me a pussy? YES. right now my self acceptance that i am a pussy stands all on its own and that's ok because that is all i need. i have myself.
i do not like
green eggs and ham i do not like them Sam i am SLUMDOG MILLIONAIRE I DO NOT LIKE IT I DECLARE...