Thursday, February 12, 2009

Hold On To Your Hats...It's Going To Be A Bumpy Ride!!

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This one is almost completely accurate, which is kind of scary . I did say almost. As the Gum Chewin' Fairy did, I will put my little blurbs in purple. {my favorite color :)}

I am a Bette -- "I must be strong"
Bettes are direct, self-reliant, self-confident, and protective. Pretty much, although the self-confidence thing is something I struggle with.

How to Get Along with Me

* Be confident, strong, and direct. Just not brutally direct. It's not just what you say, it's how you say it. Something I learned the hard way.

* Don't gossip about me or betray my trust. If you betray my trust, I guarantee you will play hell trying to earn it back. And even then, I will likely scrutinize everything you say or do looking for ulterior motives. {I have been burned too many times by people I love and trust.}

* Be vulnerable and share your feelings. See and acknowledge my tender, vulnerable side. Yes. I can't stress this enough. Many of my closest friendships have been forged through sharing similar experiences and feelings. It bonds us together like glue.

* Give me space to be alone. Just don't run away completely. Let me know that you will still be there for me when I come out of my funk.

* Acknowledge the contributions I make, but don't flatter me. Everybody wants acknowledgement, don't they? Just don't be insincere or I will know it and that's not a good thing for me to know. I value honesty, morals and love above all else.

* I often speak in an assertive way. Don't automatically assume it's a personal attack. Sometimes I forget to think before I speak. I really hate that feeling I get when something I said or did was misinterpreted. And I hate having to explain myself and trying to make it right even more. Guilt sucks. Being misunderstood sucks worse.

* When I scream, curse, and stomp around, try to remember that's just the way I am. That's just me, folks. Let me have my tantrum and I'll be over it soon. Try to stop me or tell me to "calm down" and your in for it! Nothing pisses me off more than being belittled or told
it isn't OK to feel the way I do at that moment. Just listen to me and let me rant. That's all I want. Just to be heard. {This is why my best friend, Carol, and I are just that. Best friends. She will listen to my crazy butt without judging me. And I do the same for her. If only my Husband could do the same...}

What I Like About Being a Bette

* being independent and self-reliant I try to, anyway.

* being able to take charge and meet challenges head on Not always, but I keep trying.

* being courageous, straightforward, and honest My mantra.

* getting all the enjoyment I can out of life Again, I try. Sometimes life gets in the way.

* supporting, empowering, and protecting those close to me Absolutely! I would like the same thing from them as well. I just don't always get it.

* upholding just causes I am a stickler for "rules". Well, most rules, anyway. I am kind of a rebel...

What's Hard About Being a Bette

* overwhelming people with my bluntness; scaring them away when I don't intend to Yup, that's me. Open mouth, insert both feet.

* being restless and impatient with others' incompetence Nailed it!

* sticking my neck out for people and receiving no appreciation for it 99% of the time, that's what happens. And it really hurts. It always seems that when I need help, those who I have helped in the past can't be bothered. One day I will find more people who reciprocate, just not today.

* never forgetting injuries or injustices I have the memory of an elephant! I can forgive you, but if you screw me over again, the past indiscretions rush back to me again. I wish I could forget them all.

* putting too much pressure on myself Yes, that's me. The guilt and embarrassment I feel when I don't accomplish everything I set out to can be overwhelming. I admit most of it is self-imposed.

* getting high blood pressure when people don't obey the rules or when things don't go right When people don't obey the rules, yes. When things don't go right, not so much...well, not anymore.

Bettes as Children Often

* are independent; have an inner strength and a fighting spirit Ummm, yeah. Have I mentioned the relationship I have always had with my crazy, controlling Mother??? Childhood was loads of fun for me. I really would have gone insane if wasn't for my Dad.

* are sometimes loners Occasionally. But really, I crave sincere, meaningful, loving connections with others. And understanding, since I am so often misunderstood. Not everyone gets my sarcasm. Have I mentioned my MIL and SIL????

* seize control so they won't be controlled That's the crux of it.

* figure out others' weaknesses Sometimes. But not usually to use it against them in any way, unless of, course you have hurt my loved ones {I can be vindictive if truly provoked}. Honestly, it's more often a bonding experience between me and another person.

* attack verbally or physically when provoked Don't poke the Lioness, you will get the roar!

* take charge in the family because they perceive themselves as the strongest, or grow up in difficult or abusive surroundings Not the first part, but definitely the second.

Bettes as Parents

* are often loyal, caring, involved, and devoted That's me. Mama Bear.

* are sometimes overprotective I don't completely agree with this one.

* can be demanding, controlling, and rigid Demanding, occasionally. Controlling, to a point {I refuse to become my Mother!}. Rigid, not so much or at the very least I try not to be.

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3 comments:

The Gum Chewin' Fairy said...

I like the Bette's of the world! I thought for sure I was going to be a Bette and was surprised when I came out as an Ingrid. I'm pretty sure my middle name is Bette though..so its all good!

The Gum Chewin' Fairy said...

P.S. You pick your Fairy Pick yet?

Do you want to be added to the Photo Gallery

P.S. P.S. I like the scroller..I like how you slowed it down..I've seem some where they are moving 90 miles an hour and it makes me feel nauseous! I still need to get over there and make me one!

ChicagoLady said...

I did this back in November. I'm an Ingrid. I want to say it was pretty accurate about me.

 

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