I'm dealing with an incredibly awkward situation right now, and man, it's so frustrating.
A very important figure in my life has committed a horrible crime. They were arrested for possession of child pornography. As you can imagine, this has turned everything in my, and the associated family's, life upside down. It is going to be a long, emotional healing process that will leave everyone involved with issues and problems for the foreseeable future.
Understandably, this situation is awkward to discuss, share, or experience. No one in this world has a mental road map for how to deal with it. And I'd love to just ignore it, never bring it up, never even acknowledge it, in order to avoid this awkwardness. But, as I'm sure you can imagine, it comes up. It has to. It's affected every single part of me and the things I do, so being honest about it is part of dealing with it.
What I really, really hate is being unable to do anything about the awkwardness. Explaining the situation doesn't help, changing the subject doesn't help, joking about it really doesn't help (not that I'm able to joke about it yet). And the awkwardness, mixed with both revulsion and sympathy, on peoples' faces makes me want to throw up.
Not that I can really blame anyone, like I said. It's not their fault, nor is it mine. It's a byproduct of the decisions that this sick individual made, and that we are now forced to deal with. I just wish I could wave a magic wand and take the taboo away. Maybe then I could tell my coworkers why I cry spontaneously, or be really honest with my friends about how deeply this has affected me.
Bleh.
A very important figure in my life has committed a horrible crime. They were arrested for possession of child pornography. As you can imagine, this has turned everything in my, and the associated family's, life upside down. It is going to be a long, emotional healing process that will leave everyone involved with issues and problems for the foreseeable future.
Understandably, this situation is awkward to discuss, share, or experience. No one in this world has a mental road map for how to deal with it. And I'd love to just ignore it, never bring it up, never even acknowledge it, in order to avoid this awkwardness. But, as I'm sure you can imagine, it comes up. It has to. It's affected every single part of me and the things I do, so being honest about it is part of dealing with it.
What I really, really hate is being unable to do anything about the awkwardness. Explaining the situation doesn't help, changing the subject doesn't help, joking about it really doesn't help (not that I'm able to joke about it yet). And the awkwardness, mixed with both revulsion and sympathy, on peoples' faces makes me want to throw up.
Not that I can really blame anyone, like I said. It's not their fault, nor is it mine. It's a byproduct of the decisions that this sick individual made, and that we are now forced to deal with. I just wish I could wave a magic wand and take the taboo away. Maybe then I could tell my coworkers why I cry spontaneously, or be really honest with my friends about how deeply this has affected me.
Bleh.
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