Archive for January, 2011

The Perfect Date – BipolarChick Style

1 year ago
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I have been on many dates1, most ended with 2, but the best ones never did. I’ve had 2 perfect dates. The greatest was with , the other was with .

The date with Erick wasn’t traditional to say the least, in fact, none of them were. We were in with each other six months before we physically met. The first time we hung out together in real life, and were with us. It was in the North Platte Wal-Mart parking lot. After AAA unlocked his car, we went to see his band practice at the Bat Cave. It had a rocky start, but good finish. Our third date was the best one. We had walked to a great park, complete with a fountain, swings, picnic tables, and sprinklers.

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  1. not just first dates [↩]
  2. By the way, I don’t care about judgments about sex on the first date. Usually, I would have sex with a man so I could emotionally detach from him, I would also gather my courage from a shot glass. Knowing my past, can you really blame me? I didn’t think so. We do what we have to do to survive. It’s amazing what we can convince ourselves is “okay”, “not bad”, or “fine” [↩]
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A Healed Wound

1 year ago
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I’m sitting here listening to Nina Simone and thinking about yesterday’s anniversary; my first was 9 years ago. Since then I am always sad and/or depressed on Jan 20th, except this year, which has me a little upset in itself.

I was thinking about it earlier in the week, but I didn’t remember it again until I got off today. I was standing outside talking to a coworker about something completely unrelated and the realization blindsided me mid-sentence. It was similar to flashbacks I’ve had in the past, except there was no trigger I can identify.

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The Stoning of Soraya M.

1 year ago
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I just finished watching “The Stoning of Soraya M.” and it is one of the most tragic and powerful films I have ever seen. It made me cry unlike any movie before. I cried from around the middle until well after the end, not just a few tears here and there either.

I felt the pain of Soraya, her daughters, and her aunt deep within me. It is not a feel good movie by any means. In fact, I felt heartbroken and disgusted afterwards, but I also felt gratitude.

The only other film that elicited a similar emotional response from me was “Passion of the Christ”, which coincidentally, also starred James Caviezel. Caviezel portrayed the French-Iranian journalist, Freidoune Sahebjam, who documented Soraya’s story in his 1990 book “La Femme Lapidée”.

An internet search on Soraya M. or Soraya Manutchehri will tell her story, but I highly recommend seeing the film yourself. It wasn’t a huge blockbuster hit, but it is a great film.

 

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