Hello High Heelers,
So, I’ve had a few calls about the missing High Heelers last week. I really appreciate that you missed the blog. In all honesty, I missed writing it and I missed all of you, loyal readers. The support that I get from this blog is beyond what I could ever articulate. For someone who’s always full of words (and other things that rhyme with ‘hit’, ‘fit’ and ‘pit’) there are just no words.
What went wrong then? Well, I had a momentary lapse in sanity – of course! My world fell down for a moment and I suddenly felt so overwhelmed that I didn’t quite know how to fix it – or where to even start. I literally felt like in one short moment I was forever tainted, broken, damaged. Right, I am a drama queen, we all know this. But at the time, it really felt unimaginably life-destroying. Want to know what happened? Well… read on!
On Monday, 25 June, at 9:06am I opened an email titled ‘Somebody you used to know’ which was from ‘the OTHER woman’. A girlfriend of my ex-fiancée painfully and carefully detailed the anguish she is going through in their year-long relationship (note: I only broke up with him 7 months ago.) She told me about his constant cheating with two other women that he’s been dating for 2 years and 3 years (again, 9 years on my side!) As the day progressed she divulged more and more detail until I couldn’t take any more. From incidents to arguments, right through to the night she broke a wine glass in his face and cut his eye – charming! She sang like the fat lady who ends the show – or in my case, ends the few happy memories that were left behind after the storm.
After the first email I felt like I’d been punched in the stomach. After the next, it felt like someone had pulled out my heart out of my oesophagus with a pair of tweezers. Once I’d read the words, they were burnt into my brain – permanent, excruciatingly painful, stuck. I had no idea the massive lies and disrespect that had clouded my 9 year relationship. Am I completely blind? As the hours passed I felt disillusioned, stupid, worthless. And my pieces began to crumble – first in little scraps and then in great big chunks. Soon I couldn’t even move. I was a wreck.
As I sit here today I’m embarrassed to admit that I allowed somebody unworthy to pull me off my heels so quickly and so devastatingly. As my wonderful boss, Natalie Maroun reminded me – I am more than that. I’m strong. I’m intelligent. I’m ‘easy on the eye.’ I have a great career. I own my own home. I own my own car. I am an independent woman who has complete control over my destiny, my world and who I let into it. So, I let one mistake in. But I have learnt from it and so I must forgive myself. I’m tougher and I’m wiser now. I know my worth and I know that one person treating me with disrespect is not powerful enough to unravel my soul. I am more than that.
And so are you High Heelers. In a world where women still earn less than men, in a country where one in three women are abused, in a city where women have to work hard to get recognition, it’s up to us to set the parameters. We will not be abused. We will not be disrespected and we will not relinquish our power no matter what anyone throws at us.
If you’ve been through something tough lately, remember that a situation does not define who you are – you do. If someone has named you inappropriately, remember that you only own the words you use, not the ones that others put on you. You are a child of the world and you are precious, no matter who you are. You have the choice – choose to be amazing! Now stand with me, as I get back on my feet, brush off the dirty hurt, pull on my highest heels and get back on track. If you don’t know how to do it alone, don’t worry, you’re not alone – we’re doing it together. Let’s walk on…
Have a wonderful week.
Cheers,
Jo
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So, I’ve had a few calls about the missing High Heelers last week. I really appreciate that you missed the blog. In all honesty, I missed writing it and I missed all of you, loyal readers. The support that I get from this blog is beyond what I could ever articulate. For someone who’s always full of words (and other things that rhyme with ‘hit’, ‘fit’ and ‘pit’) there are just no words.
What went wrong then? Well, I had a momentary lapse in sanity – of course! My world fell down for a moment and I suddenly felt so overwhelmed that I didn’t quite know how to fix it – or where to even start. I literally felt like in one short moment I was forever tainted, broken, damaged. Right, I am a drama queen, we all know this. But at the time, it really felt unimaginably life-destroying. Want to know what happened? Well… read on!
On Monday, 25 June, at 9:06am I opened an email titled ‘Somebody you used to know’ which was from ‘the OTHER woman’. A girlfriend of my ex-fiancée painfully and carefully detailed the anguish she is going through in their year-long relationship (note: I only broke up with him 7 months ago.) She told me about his constant cheating with two other women that he’s been dating for 2 years and 3 years (again, 9 years on my side!) As the day progressed she divulged more and more detail until I couldn’t take any more. From incidents to arguments, right through to the night she broke a wine glass in his face and cut his eye – charming! She sang like the fat lady who ends the show – or in my case, ends the few happy memories that were left behind after the storm.
After the first email I felt like I’d been punched in the stomach. After the next, it felt like someone had pulled out my heart out of my oesophagus with a pair of tweezers. Once I’d read the words, they were burnt into my brain – permanent, excruciatingly painful, stuck. I had no idea the massive lies and disrespect that had clouded my 9 year relationship. Am I completely blind? As the hours passed I felt disillusioned, stupid, worthless. And my pieces began to crumble – first in little scraps and then in great big chunks. Soon I couldn’t even move. I was a wreck.
As I sit here today I’m embarrassed to admit that I allowed somebody unworthy to pull me off my heels so quickly and so devastatingly. As my wonderful boss, Natalie Maroun reminded me – I am more than that. I’m strong. I’m intelligent. I’m ‘easy on the eye.’ I have a great career. I own my own home. I own my own car. I am an independent woman who has complete control over my destiny, my world and who I let into it. So, I let one mistake in. But I have learnt from it and so I must forgive myself. I’m tougher and I’m wiser now. I know my worth and I know that one person treating me with disrespect is not powerful enough to unravel my soul. I am more than that.
And so are you High Heelers. In a world where women still earn less than men, in a country where one in three women are abused, in a city where women have to work hard to get recognition, it’s up to us to set the parameters. We will not be abused. We will not be disrespected and we will not relinquish our power no matter what anyone throws at us.
If you’ve been through something tough lately, remember that a situation does not define who you are – you do. If someone has named you inappropriately, remember that you only own the words you use, not the ones that others put on you. You are a child of the world and you are precious, no matter who you are. You have the choice – choose to be amazing! Now stand with me, as I get back on my feet, brush off the dirty hurt, pull on my highest heels and get back on track. If you don’t know how to do it alone, don’t worry, you’re not alone – we’re doing it together. Let’s walk on…
Have a wonderful week.
Cheers,
Jo
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