Showing posts with label husband. Show all posts
Showing posts with label husband. Show all posts

Monday, July 7, 2014

You Are Not Alone!

Hope everyone had a great 4th of July weekend!!!  I sure did!

I recently received an e-mail from my youngest reader yet (that I know of!). She is 16. While I don't know what it is like to be closeted at 16 at this time and era, I do know what it is like to be a closeted 16 year old. It really sucks.

All I can say, and repeat from the mountain tops:  You are NOT ALONE!!!

You might feel alone, because you might not be able to speak about being who you truly are to just anybody.  It's hard to find someone you can truly trust sometimes.  But I promise, with prayer the Lord will help direct you to someone you can confide in, someone you can trust...but until that happens, I'm alway here!!

I am so honored that you, my readers are trusting and reaching out to me. I feel so blessed to hear from you and help...I hope I'm helping!

Also, there are MANY groups on Facebook that revolve around supporting fellow LBGT and LDS people.  The groups are usually closed or private which means it won't show up on your page as being part of the group...there are some open groups too, so be careful which group you join if you want to remain incognito.

Have a wonderful week!  Love to you all!!!

Jessie

Thursday, December 19, 2013

Judge Not/Happy Holidays

This time of year, I celebrate Christmas. I have friends that celebrate Yule, Hanukkah, and other numerous holidays that happen this time of year.

I'm seeing all this stuff lately about so much hate, and it saddens me greatly. People are getting really judgy over some people's personal choices...even though it has no effect in their personal lives.

For example,

I recently had some new ink done on myself. I went from one tattoo to three. They all have wonderful meanings and are very symbolic of things that are very important to me.  While tattoos are not encouraged, they are not against our Mormon laws. I've seen many older men in the temple with tattoos on their hands...usually do to being in the military.  If they're allowed in, why can't I?  There is no reason that I cannot be allowed my temple blessings. My body is a temple, mine just has some stained glass windows. :-)

Well, of course I'm getting some flack for all of this...even from family...but I have one family member in particular (who I rarely see and rarely talk to.) She likes to look at all my facebook stuff I post and then talk shit about me to other family members behind my back. They've even warned my mom that I'm not following the path that I should, that they're worried about me.

She decided to passively aggressively post an article on her facebook knowing good and well I'd read it. It was about Tattoos and Mormons...she put something along the lines of "Well said! Exactly what I think many people are forgetting anymore. We just have to follow the words of our prophets."

Words of our prophets indeed.  So, I was chatting with my sister about this and she told me to re-read this General Conference talk by President Uctdorf  The Merciful Obtain Mercy.

Here's a beautiful excerpt from the talk.

The Bottom Line

This topic of judging others could actually be taught in a two-word sermon. When it comes to hating, gossiping, ignoring, ridiculing, holding grudges, or wanting to cause harm, please apply the following:
Stop it!
It’s that simple. We simply have to stop judging others and replace judgmental thoughts and feelings with a heart full of love for God and His children. God is our Father. We are His children. We are all brothers and sisters. I don’t know exactly how to articulate this point of not judging others with sufficient eloquence, passion, and persuasion to make it stick. I can quote scripture, I can try to expound doctrine, and I will even quote a bumper sticker I recently saw. It was attached to the back of a car whose driver appeared to be a little rough around the edges, but the words on the sticker taught an insightful lesson. It read, “Don’t judge me because I sin differently than you.”
We must recognize that we are all imperfect—that we are beggars before God. Haven’t we all, at one time or another, meekly approached the mercy seat and pleaded for grace? Haven’t we wished with all the energy of our souls for mercy—to be forgiven for the mistakes we have made and the sins we have committed?
Because we all depend on the mercy of God, how can we deny to others any measure of the grace we so desperately desire for ourselves? My beloved brothers and sisters, should we not forgive as we wish to be forgiven?
I love you all so much. I relish in your strength and individuality. You are all so beautiful inside and out!!

God loves you, and I love you!!

Happy Holidays!

<3

Jessie

Thursday, June 6, 2013

It's A Beautiful Day In The Cold Cruel World

I can't find the song or the lyrics ANYWHERE! Gah!

Well, it's by The Warren Brothers...a country band out of the 90's...they had a couple big hits.

This song always got to me.

"While somebody's hurting, somebody's laughing, somebody's living and somebody's dying."

So true today.

I picked up my brother from the airport who had to fly in to see some people about a kidney transplant...he was told within the next 3 months! YAY!  Happy, happy!

While spending time with him, I get a text from my dear friend a few hours away saying her mother-in-law is clinging to life and to please pray she'll go quickly. They are keeping her comfy and that's it...she has maybe a day.  She has dementia among other problems.

So, while we're having a good time, receiving EXCELLENT news, somebody is losing someone important.

We had to deal with a great loss two years ago almost to the day. Myself and two other friends were preggers and all due near each other. We don't live close...one is back east, the other is about 4 hours away. One was due in June, with a boy, the other woman and I were having September babies, both girls!  We were all excited, texting each other our joys and our pains, our cravings and our weird dreams.  It was truly beautiful.

I got a call at 6 a.m. from a friend that lives close to the 4 hour away friend...the baby was still breached, and his shoulders got stuck.  She was having a home birth and they lived about 45 minutes from the hospital.  He didn't make it.  I remember sobbing, big and round while my husband cradled me. When I composed myself, I called my friend back east and we talked and cried together.  We both felt guilty that here we sit, happy and baby kicking, and she had lost her little love.

Our little girls were born happy and healthy despite mine having a few days in the NICU which scared me near death.

So, as I sit tonight pondering life and death...the world moves on, it doesn't stop...somebody's living and somebody's dying.

<3

Jessie

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Almost to 2,000 hits and in Ten Countries!!

Okay, so I had to share!  This site is almost had 2,000 hits, which over half of those have happened since March...and there are over 10 countries that have hit this site too!  (There was Saudi Arabia and Turkey, I believe, strange how they're no longer on here!!)


United States
1582
Russia
139
Germany
53
United Kingdom
19
Canada
16
Colombia
13
South Korea
13
Latvia
12
Netherlands
8
Greece
5

Thanks for spreading the word and getting people to read this!!!

<3
Jessie

Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Familiar Taste Of Poison

Hello again!

After my last post, I still was very conflicted.  I was angry, scared, and agitated; not my favorite combination. I once again turned to music, shocking, I know. When I am this upset, I usually listen to heavier stuff (I'm more of a light to moderate rock chick). So, I turned on Halestorm, a great newer group that I love.  They have some powerful as well as dirty lyrics.  They are not for kids!  I have always LOVED this song, is very haunting, and the video is just cool...and you can see why I have a crush on the lead singer!  But after my friend soberly professing her love for me, this song took on a whole new meaning.  Enjoy, please read the lyrics at least!



Drink the wine, my darling, you said
Take your time, consume all of it
But the roses were only to drain my inspiration
The promises were spoiled before they left your lips and...

[CHORUS:]
I breathe you in again just to feel you
Underneath my skin, holding on to
The sweet escape is always laced with a familiar taste of poison

I tell myself that you're no good for me
I wish you well, but desire never leaves
I could fight this til the end
But maybe I don't want to win

[CHORUS]

I don't wanna be saved, I don't wanna be sober
I want you on my mind, in my dreams behind these eyes
And I won't wake up, no not this time.

[CHORUS]

A familiar taste of poison


This song, basically meant for me that "Yeah, this could be really great with what you're promising.  But, with having to hurt many I love to do this, it would start and I think end in a toxic relationship.  It's poisonous...I don't need it, but I want it.

I lamented to a friend (We'll say Nadia) about the "Desire never leaves".  I asked if she thought it would ever go away, to which she replied no, she didn't think so.

I was talking to another dear friend of mine about this new part of my soul that was hurting while I was exploring.  This is what she told me: To be immuned to a poison, you have to ingest a daily serving in small bits. In Egypt, a King knew he was going to be poisoned with arsenic, so every day he at appleseeds. Trippy, huh?

I had to agree, it was a beautiful analogy.  It was enlightening to say the least.  I shared this to Nadia and she said something just as profound and beautiful: Oh mama, that's rough. What a horribly appropriate analogy! Very true, keep it in perspective. What you have now is amazing, it's just what you really want in addition that makes it so tempting. The longing may not be as deep as it feels in the moment?  I totally get you. Not wanting to hurt other people, especially your favorite people, is the main reason we keep on the way we do, right?


What amazing friends I have!  Saying such soothing balm for my soul.  I hope this can be a balm for you too.  Heal the ragged soul within you.


And please, if you aren't as lucky as I, if you don't have this support system, e-mail me.  I'm always here, right here to talk and listen.  I am (as well as all these readers) are your support group.  We love you, we are here for you during the rough seas.


<3, with all my heart,


Jessie

Sunday, April 21, 2013

I Kinda Nicely Told Off Someone In The Bishopric Today

So, today after Sacrament, I got asked to meet with one of the counselors from the Bishopric.

After we went into a room, he told me, "I have some sad news...well, actually doubly sad news."

Which made me nervously chuckle out, "Oh, what did I do now?"

We said a prayer and he released me as Ward Chorister, which I love...so, now, I don't have ANY musical callings, much to my dismay.

He then said "The other sad news, you've been called to nursery."

After a second of silence, I looked at him and said, "Can I ask you something?" he said sure and I said, "Why would you say nursery is a 'double sad', it was a fun calling when I had it before."

He then started backpedaling fast explaining that he personally would rather have his current calling or maybe even bishop than nursery.  I was pretty upset about it.

Those are OUR kids in there, the future.  How DARE you apologize for helping take care and nurture them?!

They are children of God, and while, albeit a handful, they are more closer to the heavens and the angels than any adult.  You look at a child and you see the miracles of heaven.  What a beautiful, chaotic site.

So, next time you drop your kid in nursery, or have just been called to the "dreaded calling"...please stop and think what a WONDERFUL calling this can be!!

<3

Jessie

A Pig's Head And Go Go Dancers

Fun was had by all last night.

My family and went out to nearby place that happens to be a casino.  I've found that some of the local Indian Casinos are fun...they can have good food.

We were really hungry and decided to go to the buffet they had there.  Pretty good one too.  Do to late kiddie napage, it was about 9 p.m. when we ate.

Well, I had been biking that day.  I used to be (and trying to be again) an avid cycler. I'm trying to get back into Marathon shape...anyhoo, on those days, I try to pack a good amount of protein in.

So, after a nice egg, beans and cheese heavy salad, I went in to get a slice of prime rib.  Now, I was a vegetarian before I had my last baby...now, I'm not, but still loved to have veggie meals.  So, I'm a little gun shy sometimes around meat.

As I go up to the carving station, I see this roasted pig, head, hooves, the whole shebang.  To top it off, it was a baby pig, oh, excuse me, a "succulent pig". Before I saw the pig, I had asked for a slice of prime rib...I started to walk away with the carver saying, "Are you sure? It's really good, it's just a pig!"  Yes, but it had a dead face...I couldn't eat it. So, I ate all veggies that night.  It didn't help that my hubby, the carnivore that he is saying, "That'll do pig!" from time to time.

Me and my daughter had finished eating, while the boys were almost finished. It can take a few minutes to get the car from valet, so I went to go get it. As I walked out of the buffet area, my jaw dropped. What stood before my eyes was about 10 go go dancers.  They had hardly anything on. They were in tight leather bikinis, fishnet stockings and high heels or knee highs.  After I gawked for a minute, I ran back in and motioned my husband away from my son. He said "What?!" very grumpily as he was still eating.  I said, "Don't let (our son) look at the casino floor, there are dancer with NOTHING on." He said, "WHAT?!" and started looking behind me. "What do you mean?" he asked.  I was flustered and said rather loudly, "There are really hot chick dancing in just bikinis!" and turned and walked away. Thankfully, there was hardly anyone there.

So, I walked around the dancers thanking that my daughter isn't old enough to understand what she's looking at.  I turn in my ticket and waited. Where I sat, I happened to be able to see a few of the dancers still having a good time.  I have to admit, I was enjoying the show myself.  I even texted a friend who's dear and said, "Dude, you HAVE to come and visit me sometime." with a LOL added.

I didn't notice my hubby and son approach until I heard the words, "Looks like Mommy had more fun looking than Daddy."  Which made me snap out of it and laugh.  Yes, honey, I probably did.

So, last night, had some funny moments, but it also reconfirmed my original stance of "some days are harder than others." this was a hard moment.  Looking at those girls, I thought, "Yeah, that really could be fun."

But in steps my man, my rock, my best friend with humor to defuse what could have been a really awkward moment between us.

So, with a Pig's Head and Go Go Dancer on a family outing, how can my life be boring? LOL!!

Love you all!!  Hope this got a good laugh out of you!!

<3

Jessie

Saturday, April 6, 2013

"Ask The Reader"

I received an e-mail yesterday from a woman named "Gina".

Gina asked me to write more in detail about my daily struggles, as she is experiencing some major struggles of her own. I read in detail as to what her main struggles were, I had an epiphany.

While yes, this blog is about me and my personal history, struggles, and life in general; there are so many of you in the same boat.

I will start providing more details about my struggles,  but I would also LOVE to share your stories with everyone.  I would also love to see, (Either via e-mail I can re-post or comments on the blog.) your advice on how you're coping with these struggles that you, the readers are going through. I can only give advice on what I've experienced.

So, with Gina's blessing,  I will try and post her e-mail sometime today before I hit the road. I told her I am leaving and won't be able to respond they way I want to until I get back to civilization.  In the mean time, maybe we can have some comments that will help her out...even a "hey girl, you rock, it'll be okay." Would be AMAZING!

As always,  I will protect your identity unless you specify that you don't care.

Love you all!

<3
Jessie

Thursday, April 4, 2013

Spring Break! Will Be Gone

Just letting you guys know, I will be out of town for about a week. Leaving in the next few days.

We're going for Spring Break to visit family and will be in the country...which means no cell or internet service!  However shall I manage?! Lol

Nah, I LOVE nature and not having to worry about if I've missed a call or not! It's very liberating!

So, if you're on spring break this week like most of the country,  have a great rest of it! See ya soon!

<3
Jessie

Looking For More Questions!

Hello everyone!

My Q&A's are becoming very popular.  Please, send me some more questions!  I'm very eager to answer them!  No question is uncomfortable! As you can tell from previous posts, I am very candid about everything!!!

<3

Jessie

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

These Feelings Are Wrong

In a recent correspondence with "Sam", I was asked why I am afraid to lose my temple recommend...that the church's official stance is "The feelings and urgers aren't wrong, it's acting upon them that's wrong."

Yes, that is true.  But when you sit there in church and they preach over the pulpit, in Sunday School, where ever, that "homosexuality is a sin", you can't help but think something is wrong with YOU.  You are in a battle with yourself thinking "well, if I'm thinking these things, that means I want it, and it's wrong...therefor, these feelings are wrong."

It's not a far leap to think this.  That is where the fear of admiting these feelings comes into play.

Some days I'm okay, some days I'm not.  I'm still trying to find that perfect balance between love and hate within myself...as I'm sure there are many of you like that.

Lots of love,

<3
Jessie

Monday, April 1, 2013

I Know Things Are Hard Right Now

I saw this and HAD to post it!!


Love,

Jessie <3

Q&A #3 From "Brother Supportive"

Yes, ladies and (now for sure) gents!

I had my first questions from an active, LDS Husband who's active, LDS wife has in recent years told him she is also "Attracted to women".  How excited am I?!?!?!?!

I've been sitting on it for a few days to give much needed thought and prayer into my answers.

There have been a few e-mails back and forth, so I am paraphrasing and/or taking snippets from the e-mails.  I will be keeping it in First Person format, as it is mainly in his words.

Hello Jessie,

First, thank you for helping me know we're not the only active members who face these issues in ways that are not consistent with our faith.

My wife and I are (very) active in the Church, and completely committed to our temple covenants. In recent years my wife has come to the realization that she's "attracted to other woman", but can barely admit it to herself. She has tried on the label "bi" but has said that it really didn't fit for her. We've talked about it once or twice, but only briefly because she insists on changing the subject, presumably because she's so uncomfortable. I don't doubt her love for me, but I don't know how to best help her, and I'm worried her "leave it alone" response isn't healthy.

This reluctance doesn't make sense to me. First of all, she's the type to speak her mind and share her opinion. Second, we've always had very open communication in our marriage. Third, I've been nothing but supportive and non-judgmental, and have a track record in our marriage of being supportive of her (e.g. education, career). Fourth, we're more liberal-minded members, including being outspoken about women's issues in the church. 

I've looked for resources online over the years, in particular on how LDS husbands can support their bi-sexual wives, to no avail.

After that long intro (sorry) my questions are these:
(1) General: What should husbands know/do to best support their wives who are in a similar situation as you, and
(2) Specific: Is my wife handling this in a healthy way? If not, do you have any suggestions for me to help her?


Dear Brother Supportive;

I'm so glad to hear from you!!  First, kudos for wanting to talk about this issue with your wife and not trying to sweep it under the rug!  You're ahead of the game already!

I would suggest, when the time is right, to send her to my blog.  I have listed in great detail my feelings, struggles and thoughts...I want my story to help others feel better about themselves, because contrary to popular belief.  There are many of us out there.  They're just waiting for their spark of courage.

However, it really sounds like she isn't ready to talk about it.  If you keep pushing the talks on her, she might shut down more.  I'm not saying stop talking about it, when an opportunity presents itself, use it.  You said she's usually very open, does she like jokes?  Hubby and I can openly joke about it, and that does seemed to ease some of the uncertany that looms at times.  This process can take years, in my case over a decade.  It can even be a life time to come to full form...it's all about her timeline.  Everyone progresses at different speeds.  I'm somewhere in between being out of the closet but not up to wearing "I like burritos AND tacos" pun shirts. lol

However your wife wants to say it: "I am attracted to girls", "I am Bi-sexual", "I think girls are hot"... it doesn't matter, whatever she's comfortable with.  It's a label put on something to describe something...that is all.  No matter how it's sliced, the official term is "Bi-Sexual".  At first, the word felt very uncomfortable to say, sometimes it still comes off "odd".  Growing up in the church, it has SUCH a negative connotation, I felt more comfortable saying the "F" word.  But, as time went on, I realized being bisexual, is only PART of who I am, it's not all of me, it doesn't complete me, it doesn't define me.  I had to tell someone once, "It just means I like girls too, I'm still the same girl that you've always known."  She will, I think, in time come to that acceptance as well.

You are right that her "leave it alone" response isn't healthy.  It really isn't.  I've been down that road, it's not a fun road to be on.  I bottled everything up in a tight bottle. When it finally exploded, it felt like a forest fire started by lightening: raw, powerful and very destructive.  But, I'm glad I did go down that road, it made me stronger in the long run...and hey, I can at least give you some insight about it!

With her bottling up like this, there will be a meltdown, it's not an "if" it's a "when".  It might be tomorrow, next week, next month, the next year or two, but there is going to be a point where she will.  It sucks on so many levels.  From my view point, you wonder if you'll ever be the same again, if you'll lose your temple access over the admission, if you and your hubby will be able to recover from this, what will your friends, family, ward, Bishop say? What does the admission mean?  The list goes on.  When that meltdown happens, you just need to be there.  You need to hold her, love her, listen to her and listen to the Spirit, it will tell you what to say.

So, after all those questions I faced; after many tears, prayers and talks with church leaders, my husband and friends; I've found that I although at times, I am still unsure, it's not nearly like I was!  Here's what I now know for sure:

1) I am a Child of God.
2) I am a goddess, divine and infinite.
3) I was born this way, this is NOT a choice.
4) I am loved by God, my husband, my kids, my family and many others.
5) I am supported in my thoughts.
6) Being bisexual doesn't define me.
7) I am married to my soul mate, who is a man.  Just because I like girls too doesn't mean I will cheat on him.
8) I am and will continue to always honor my temple covenants.
9) I am lucky to have the support that I have, there have been countless others who have lost their way or lives because of lack of support.
10) This is a stigma that needs to and is starting to change!

I hope this has helped you and any other guys out there wanting to understand/support their wives. I promise, you're not alone!!

Much love, prayers, and support,

Jessie <3