talking to myself

July 1, 2009

a blog that is probably too personal

So.. I have told some people about what happened to me this weekend – but it’s been hard to explain.

From an outsiders perspective, it may have seemed like I was just really really wasted and took someone home.

This time it was different. I realize that YES I put myself in an extremely vulnerable situation. YES it’s very quite possible that even after saying no, I may have said yes. I realize that anything may have happened… because… I don’t remember. I remember showing up to the bar – where I was already drunk – and having a drink – and then I remember saying ouch no no stop, then waking up naked on my couch.

I have had one night stands before…and yes, I feel bad afterwards, but this time it felt very different. First off – I had no recollection of the person that I had taken home. No idea on hair color, body type, even race. No matter how many times I have done that – or how drunk I have been – I have never completely not remembered the person, especially if I took them home.  I also hadn’t had that much to drink to have not remembered that badly (that I could remember…). After assesing the situation in my room to what I woke up to (I’ll spare the details), I decided that I had been violated (sodomy *shudder*). I have never ever ever ever no matter how drunk I have been – been okay with that. When I left the bar, I was being openly sexual with people and openly saying that I wanted to take someone home. I might have wanted to. I just do remember saying no. I know it sounds crazy to not remember the person at all – but then to remember saying no. That just doesn’t seem possible.. but it is true. I do remember saying no, stop stop. I don’t know how else to explain it :\

So I have been really torn. I don’t know how much I lead this person on – I don’t know if I said no then yes. I don’t know. I know that I felt violated and that something just didn’t feel right about the whole thing. So I reported it. I asked myself though – if he hadn’t of sodomized me, would I feel the same way about reporting it? I probably wouldn’t have – so what makes it different?? I suppose the fact that I remember saying no and that wasn’t what I wanted? The police told me that any time a woman is drunk like that – it’s wrong to take advantage of the situation. Hense my confusion.

Well let me tell you… the police apparently take this thing very seriously. The more of a big deal they made everything – the more I questioned if I should have reported it. It’s possible that the person was just a joe schmo and he didn’t realize I was blackout drunk.  Or it’s possible that the person was a predator, looking for an easy target. It will be worth it to have reported it if it turns out to be the latter.

I read a lot online about sexual assault and drunken sexual encounters vs. assault, and it has come to my attention that this controversy is almost as controversial as abortion. People get very heated about it- and they almost all have their own take on it. Each case is very unique.  I ask myself – well… since I don’t remember.. maybe I egged him on? Or maybe I did try to stop him? There is no way to tell. I guess better safe than sorry? I just don’t want to be thought of as a drunk girl who made a mistake and wants to blame something else for what happened. I don’t blame myself, I don’t blame the other person. It was a combination of things… but in this case, it just didn’t feel right. Something just didn’t feel right.

It’s been a weird few days. I hate hospitals and pills and all that crap – so when they made me go to a hospital for like, 5 hours and then made me take about 10 different pills…. I didn’t know what to think. I had to take more yesterday. So I know that my body has been all out of it – and I kind of feel like I am maybe in a state of shock still.

This has to be the last straw/rock bottom for my drinking. It’s not okay to get blackout drunk, EVER. So I decided also that I have to just completely stop. Not 1 drink. Not 2. Not 6. It’s an issue, and it has to be fixed and I know that it is in my control to do so.

Before this happened, I knew that I had things bothering me and I needed to try to figure stuff out for myself – and I suppose this really just speeds things up. I won’t have to go through another night of feeling bad for myself for getting drunk and doing stupid things. I guess I could take it as a learning experience then. It’s an eye opener to drinking in excess.

I am not so angry that it happened to me. I know that it was kind of something that could have happened a lot sooner – and I am lucky it didn’t. But… it did. So now I just have to move on from it. Thank goodness the docs said it wouldn’t take too long for me to heal, and it could have been so much worse. The person could have been a murderer or something. Then I wouldn’t have been able to change my behavior or reflect on past experiences. If I didn’t make a conscious change and allowed a next time to happen – that could be the one that beats me up or hurts me much worse. That can’t happen. I am a little angry at myself for putting myself in that situation knowing that it’s bad for me so many times. It was the alcohol.

This is it and I have to be okay with the fact that I do have a problem with alcohol, and that I do have issues and problems that cause self destructive tendencies. I am going to try to get some therapy for my quarter life crisis to try to deal with the repressed stuff that has been coming out WAY more lately. It’s been really hard. I have nothing but time – since I don’t have a job. Nothing but time to let my brain run wild.

I gotta figure something out.

UPDATE: The bastard also stole my guitar. wtf.


November 25, 2008


Filed under: existence, Life, random — Tags: , , , , — crazygina @ 11:38 pm

So tonight I have been feeling somewhat inspired.

Also- the naming of my blog, “talking to myself”… I started this blog way before Stephan Jenkins wrote this INCREDIBLE song.. I suppose great minds think alike. heh:


Every moment of your life
Is a chance to get it right
Any moment you’ve been living in
You could turn it on like a light
All the weight of the years
Has got me burstin’ into tears
Standin’ here with nothin’
I stand alone inside my fears

Like an atom reveals a deeper state
Well I swear for me tonight
It’s not too late

To tell you baby
It’s you and only you and no one else
And I’ll mean it
Even when I’m talking to myself
I said maybe, it’s you and only you and no one else

How I miss Moscow
Those people really know
How to have a good time
In a mixed up state of mind
And Monotov’s Private Opera is closed
So I guess I’ll go home now
Cause there’s no wheres else to go

And I will tell you baby
It’s you and only you and no one else
And I will mean it
Even when I’m talking to myself
I said baby, it’s you and only you and no one else
You and no one else

Now I’m stuck inside a poem
And then I’m walkin by myself
In the dark, all alone
And these actors and dramatists
They won’t send me home

Well, maybe I’m like my father
Strung out on something or another
Held to a standard
We were always sinking under
And maybe I’m like my mother
She shattered cause no one loved her
Maybe I, Maybe I am like no other

And some moments are more real than the books I’ve read
And a good woman, maybe she meant what she said
Cause to feel you now ya know, it goes straight to my head

So I’ll tell you baby
It’s you and only you and no one else
And I will mean it, even when I’m talkin’ to myself
I said baby, it’s you and only you and no one else
Talkin’ to myself
Talkin’ to myself

And everything changed in a day
And I know another one on the way
And I’ll tell you
Everything changed in a day
And I know another one is on the way

Probably listening to that song, and the other new 3eb songs got me in this moood -but I wanted to write so I sent a friend a little ditty i wrote:

I think that
all we need is something to believe in.
or maybe it’s just me…
but I don’t quite know what this thing could possibly be.
Or maybe I do –
I’ll find out tomorrow…
but today won’t go away.

anyway – so I am sitting in my apartment – it’s a little chilly but I have been using the heater too much these days and I am still broke so I shouldn’t use it.

I noticed though that my concept of what to spend money on is very odd.  I don’t have a problem buying a band dinner, but then I won’t turn the heater on so I don’t have to spend money on the heating bill. Where are my priorities?! ha

My whole world is so whirly right now… I keep going back and forth with things – my concept of time and my perception of things have been freaking me out. Today – I was a little freaked out… I was in the bathroom at my work – and I was sitting on the toilet and I saw someone come into the stall next to me. I saw their shoes… their jeans… heard the door close of their stall.   I came out of my stall and there was no one else in the bathroom. No one in the stall next to me. Nothing. I went over to the door to see if maybe someone had just left and I didn’t hear the door, but the door made a lot of noise and no one was standing outside or near it or anything. So weird. I couldn’t really explain that. I swear, I saw the ladies shoes and everything. Weird. Very weird.

I am glad that I have the internet at home right now… but at the same time… I kind of liked not having it so that I wouldn’t sit here for hours. It forced me to read. Although this is better than sitting on the couch watching a movie or just zoning out.

I wonder when I zone out – what our brains are doing. It’s like I am not really thinking of anything specific, and then I have to snap out of it and I don’t even realize how long I have been “zoning”.

More oddness. There is something going on. Still.

Anyway….. I guess I am done.

I feel okay?

July 22, 2008

I hate that….

It really bothers me when people who are your “really good friends” use that against you when they are upset. I understand forgive and forget, but I really feel like I am being projected onto because of other people’s personal issues.

Anyway – I think I am going a little boy crazy lately and this is a very new thing for me. I have never really been actively distracted by men too much – but for some reason I’ve been just out and about and feeling like I could actually go on a date or two. I never date. I just don’t. I just have always kind of felt like when you met that person you’re supposed to be with – you’ll know .. and so dating around has never really appealed to me. But.. now I’m starting to think … crap! I have been single my entire life… maybe I should let myself date…? It’s the weirdest thing for me … so I guess I just have to try it out and see if I like it or not. There isn’t any other way to find out except just experiencing it I guess. Although – thinking about dating boys/men is starting to distract me. I know that I am a big flirt already so it’s just making it worse. oh geeze.

At least I am still doing what I need to do – taking care of work, and my shows. Working hard. I have two interviews next week (THANK GOODNESS) for new jobs since I lose my job in about a month.

I am antsy right now.

I took a nap in the park this afternoon and meant to only sleep for an hour but I wound up being out there for two hours…. it was actually kind of nice, but I wish now that I slept in the shade. I like being hot though. It feels good.

I went dancing again last night – I love dancing but I have to stop getting so intoxicated so that I can have more fun and not make an ass of myself or be dancing all up on people like I was last night. Not looking forward to those pictures. oh man. I asked Nick not to post them….but I doubt that he really cares.

Anyway – I better get back to work.

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