The fact is, "the conflicts" was one of the two primary reasons for starting
this website. The other was of course to share my photography. If you're
a regular to this website, as you can tell, I've been much more focused
on the photography section than on the others. The reason is simple; I
enjoy photography and I feel good when I'm working with it.
I don't normally enjoy conflicts or talking about them. Those of you that
know me, in the "Real World" and not just in the "Digital World", knows
that when I get confronted with conflicts, I get real quiet and withdrawn
deep into myself. I try to workout the conflicts in my mind or at the very
least try to understand them, before confronting others about them. But,
sometimes that in itself causes more problems, because those who are involved
don't understand what's going on. I've bottled them up deep inside me and
put them away where they don't hurt anymore. But when that nasty conflict
makes another appearance, I sometimes just "lose it", because I didn't
take care of it in the first place.
So, when it comes to working on these pages, at times it may be real challenging
for me to sit down and write about them, because I may not yet still understand
them. But I'm hoping that venting a bit here about some of them, I can
finally get them off my chest and start to understand, that everything
that has happened to me over the years, has happened to everyone else too
in one fashion or another. After all, that's what makes each and everyone
of us unique.
To make things easier for me, I'm going mix things up a bit. I'll look
at some of the simple conflicts that each and everyone of us deals with
everyday. Like trying to understand "small print" in advertising, or dealing
with "co-workers" that seem so much dumber than we are. And in between
those cute and funny stories, will be the more extreme conflicts that still
have me bugged after almost 40 years in some cases.
for those who are wondering about how extreme they might get ...
Adoption Story, and what my birth mother told me after I found
History Teacher who taught me more than American History, and I wasn't
ready for it yet!
Georgia Preacher, who should have stayed in Georgia!
Druggie Girlfriend, who ruined not just one prom, but two!