When life gives you lemons... Don’t make lemonade...
Right now I’m sitting here thinking; when is someone going
to tell it like it really is.
The lemonade she has been making doesn’t have any sugar and
frankly right now it leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. (Although the tunes are
catchy and the lyrics very deep... I still can’t get my head wrapped around it
really) Have we really become a world where this type of behavior has become
acceptable. I mean if I think about my fucked up life and all the lemonade I
have made over the last ten years, believe me I would be able to write much
more brilliantly worse lyrics than that which she has come up with, but I
choose to not put my life and my lemons out there for the world to see anymore,
because what you put out is what you get back and all the money in the world is
not going to make your lemonade sweet. Even if your money can buy all the sugar
in the world, it will still be bitter!
It really annoys me that he is still with her after
everything... Yes I said it! Believe me I love her and I always thought that
she was a great entertainer but her as a person... I don’t know; I was never
sold on her image of being nice and friendly. I always thought of her as the
friend who always believed she was the prettiest and the smartest and knew
everything and always had something negative and hurtful to say about
everything and everyone and passed it off as being “honest” when in actual fact
she is just a selfish bitch who only cares about herself and her feelings
forgetting about all her flaws until suddenly it was being pointed out to her
by the people of the world who doesn’t give a fuck about who you are and who
you think you are (like me), but is all about the real truth... And then she
became depressed because she didn’t have any control anymore and people were
judging her and hating her and then she thought by being with an ugly man she
would seem like she had a heart and didn’t care about physical appearance and
it didn’t matter and that she was all about inner beauty and feminism and
whatever the hell she was telling herself to make her feel better about her
controlling ass. You want to make Lemonade... Start by admitting you are a
bitter controlling bitch who is throwing your toys out of the cot because this
life isn’t perfect as you wanted it to be and that you have failed in making it
so! BOHOOO cry me a fucking river! You asked for Lemons and life gave you
lemons but that don’t mean you got me make lemonade and let the whole world
drink of it...
Well unless you really crave lemonade or love lemonade and
with all my current readings and research, life can’t really give you lemons if
you don’t ask for them or are offered it, but so we get lemons either we have
bought them ourselves or we were given them it still by choice. Okay so right
now I have moved off track a little but what I’m trying to say is life is all
about choice and sometimes how we respond to the choices we have made is what
turns our lemonade bitter and vile.
The lemons of life is not choices we have willing made and
in some way brought on by our own actions and then turned it into be a bad life
choice and now we seem forced to make it into a something good in order to make
us feel less guilty for making a bad life choice and refuse to accept the
consequences or remove it from our lives. The lemons of life are sudden change
in weather when your having a great hair day, or when your heel breaks right in
front of a mall, the lemons of life are things that we can’t stop from
happening but it doesn’t change the course of our lives in any way, it’s not
staying with a cheating husband that is a choice based on forgiveness... The
only way that it would be lemons are if you haven’t truly forgiven that person
and not have moved on from it. It’s when you have allowed your choice to stay
in that life alters your path of self and of life.
Now this is something everyone goes through in life at one
point and how you allow it to affect your life is what really makes the
difference.
Now firstly I’m a
writer and I have learned that every story has two sides whether people
understand it or not doesn’t matter, in life, love and everything else... Every
story has two sides. Now when you are a person of a certain stature your life
and its goings on becomes the basis on which other people inferior and
inadequate to themselves build their lives on and I personally feel that we
should take care of our lives and what happens it in. We can’t allow just
anyone’s point of view to fuck up our lives, we aint rich like them.... Now at this point in time as I write this,
there is nothing special about me, I’m broke and non-famous but my life is
important to me and so is all the lives of the people I decide to share my life
with so every choice I make is a reflection on the people I hold dear to me.
Now I’m not saying that we should just ignore everything bad in our lives and
not say anything about it, but to each other not the world, they love that shit
and believe me your life will not get better with that type of negativity
dangling around in the Universe. But I can relate to many people of stature out
there and I can give advice and I can to some extent judge poor decision
making.
I read her lyrics and I have to say that I’m really to some
extent disappointed that it doesn’t seem like the truth to me. Somewhere she is
leaving shit out and I don’t think it’s fair to her beautiful husband as she
calls him who is at the receiving end of all the juice. I took the last week to
get to the bottom of my theories before I embarked on writing this pieces and I
got to say from the perspective of a woman of color without any fame or fortune
but who has been depressed and hurt too many times in her life by a man, a
father and society yet have found it in herself to not make lemonade out of all
her lemons anymore but throw some of them out, I got to say I’m not impressed.
Everything about her life is much like mine and many other
women just like us and that is why what she had done made such a big impact on
the world. She has through her craft been able to touch many lives and changed
many mind sets when it comes to shallow really non important things in this
world, but we love her nevertheless. She has kept everyone out and suffered in
silence for a long time or at least she thought she did (we all saw the cracks
and I for one started feeling sorry for her), but now recently have decided to
allow her alter-ego to come out and play. Now... we have to understand that
when we allow an “alter-ego” (excuse for really just wanting to be ‘ourselves’
and say what we ‘really’ want without have to justify what we say or do or
whatever makes us feel less guilty) to come out we have to be able to take
responsibility for the destruction they sew. We can’t stand back and say that
it’s all a matter of freedom of speech and the world has a right to know. No
the world does not have a right to know shit when it comes to your marriage or
your kids or your family or whatever it is that you hold sacred to your heart,
even if shit gets really bad and some how does come out just deal with it and
go on with your life.
The destruction you have sewed and many other women just
like you and me it will come back and haunt us. Even though it might feel like
the righteous thing to do at the time, you have got ask yourself where does it
come from? I know people are defending her and saying it’s her way of healing.
Believe me that is not healing. It doesn’t come from a place of healing. It
comes from a place of vengeance and hurtful punishment. I Aint Sorry...
How lost in yourself and your hurt do you have to be to say words like that?
How in denial are you when you tell yourself and the world I aint thinking
about you (him)... Really? Well... Why the outburst then?
I know why, you want to make you feel better about not
allowing yourself to be real. I know how hard rejection is when you have been
placed on a pedestal you never really wanted to be on but seated so well. When
you were winning at competition you weren’t even entered in. I know what it
feels like to be perfect in your own mind, flawless and still not be enough.
When you know everything and everyone, how they think, how they feel and how
they should be living their lives when your way of seeing things is always the
right way, I know how it feels to be alone in a room full of people who doesn’t
‘get’ you. I would have thought more expected that she would be smarter than
this but she is dumb just like society had made her and many other women just
like her because she never did anything on her own, she doesn’t know what it
feels like to be alone. And only when you are alone will you find that it
really doesn’t matter, none of this the pain and heartache that we go through
in this life matters. It’s all part of our own doing and only we can fix it.
Mudslinging and singing accusing songs isn’t going to fix things; in fact it will
only make things worse... Her “honesty” about their life can never be
contradicted now; she has made sure that the world heard her part of the story
first.
You see we as women do that, we forget that we are hurtful,
resentful, and evil emotionless heartless and power hungry species. Now, that
is not our fault but what mankind has imprinted on us for centuries. We have
been nothing since pre-historic times. The bible is filthy of how women were
used and abused by men and used as objects and commodities, but it’s also
filled with betrayal and manipulations and evil sadistic deeds women have done
for power over man. It’s sickening really, that we think we are superior to men
and need to be treated a certain way just because we have a vagina.
How do you know she is all about power? She tries to
convince him, that if he had nothing (and he had everything before he met her)
no-one would love him or care for him because the world dubbed him ugly and she
was beautiful so because of that he was privileged to have her. She and
everyone around her convinced him about how ‘blessed’ he was having her by his
side and how this was his greatest achievement – listen you their music
together, how he tries to tell her that he is the man and how she tries to
convince him she made him that way - But beauty doesn’t make you perfect or
immune to anything hateful and harmful. This is unfortunately how society
depicts us, by our skin color and physical appearance and features. We will
never truly be judged on anything more than our appearance and our sins. So in
this case, he will never win this war and if he decided to make lemonade from
all the lemons she had given to him we will have a war so dirty and vile that
it will destroy them both. So he needs to take this punishment and all the bad
and terrible things people think and say about him right now and try to make
lemonade because the world is not on his side, the world is on her side and
that is where the world will always be unless he can find hard physical
evidence that shows them the real person behind the smiles and the music when
no-one is watching.
I don’t think that it’s fair to him not because cheating and
hurting someone who loves you is right but because no-one not even her is
perfect and yes she tried and she failed but she should have LEFT. She knows
that she will never be able to forgive him or trust him again so what an awful
life to live, but the stars in her eyes are shining bright and dollar signs are
their God so I can only say that this will forever haunt them and as human
beings with hearts and emotions will never heal from this truly. This that she
had done was in bad taste and even though it shocked me I can’t say that I
didn’t see it coming... As much as she tried to not be affected by what
everyone was saying she was caught up badly in her childhood suffering and
pain. She could never please anyone really, not her father, not her band mates,
not her now husband, but she was good at pleasing the world (everyone who
didn’t matter). You think the world cares about you? No... They love your life
but they don’t love you.
I have thought about all of this long and hard… And I know
that this world this industry and the pressures of social media has made it
more easy for us to destroy our lives and our relationships because everyone
takes everything personally, whether we like it or not, it is so. This is
supposed to be a medium for self-expression but it has become a place for cyber
bullying to thrive and a place where we can ruin each other’s lives in an instance.
I see it every day and was a part of it too, but I have digressed. You see
social media doesn’t ruin lives what you put out there on social media does.
And now we have entered a time where nothing has any more value not love,
respect honesty or honor. It’s all superficial and shallow thumbs ups and
hearts and starts, the more the better. We think that the whole world and
everyone in it should grow a sense of humor and not judge us by what we put out
there into the world, but that would be cynical… because we know everything we
say and do is to create some sort of reaction and thence we should learn to
take responsibility for our actions doesn’t really matter on what platform it
is, and if we are in a position where we have placed a crown on your head and
you have taken up the duty of representing some sort of anti- whatever, be sure
that the world will be watching you, waiting for you to fuck it up or open up a
forbidden door and start some shit. Right now the world is in rebellion, people
are frustrated and hungry and poor and extremely angry. We have entered an era
we have crossed paths with so many times before and as the past have proven; it
had not ended well then so we need to take care or history will repeat itself.
So I ask… Why would you want to start some shit that would
just end up ruining your life and your reputation because, even though you aint
sorry and even though you didn’t care and even though your daddy prepared
yourself for “this” you still ended up getting hurt and still stayed. YOU STAYED.
But you haven’t really tried to fix things you were trying to avenge things.
Now again… How do you plan on moving on from this? Have another baby, like all
the sad stupid insecure women before us had done. Bury the problem under a
child’s love until that child’s loves him more than they love you and you end
up again alone resenting the world and everyone in it. So what this world and
the people who we give power in it tells us that even though our hearts gets
broken and we get trampled on its okay to just vent and tell everyone your shit
and then in the same breath tell your partner who you have disrespected by
sharing your inner most private affairs with the world, that he is beautiful
and you love him? Really? Seriously? What do you want to really achieve? I feel
for woman like that, but I ask myself the question why would any man be with a
woman like that? I mean seriously are you that hard up for her love when you
have cheated and been with other women, do you really believe her when she says
that no-one will love you like she loves when she is really been crazy for
putting up with your shit for so long that she convinced herself that it was
because of love. It wasn’t love; it was the fear and humiliation of admitting
defeat. She won’t leave; she is too scared the world will say that it was all
her fault that she was shit so she tries to convince you that you are lucky to
have her and that if you had nothing no-one would want you… ask yourself…
looking at her… do you think she would have wanted you too? And how crazy does
she think you have to be to believe that she would have wanted you if you
weren’t who you are?
Women are never realistic in their quest for deliverance
from the pain of being rejected and humiliated. Their revenge plot is always
about reverse psychology and filling herself with the pain
of bullying her man and making him feel like shit… As the young man recently
said in one of his many catchy and toxic songs
… If you like the way you look
that much… Oh baby you should go and love yourself… Yes… All these women
out here thinking the sun shines out of their asses and thinks that men are so
weak and so needed for their sex Wake up and smell the coffee… Men want and
need love to… Not that sexual thing you pass off as love and think it’s going
to excuse your ill treatment of him when all he wants to do is love you… Yes
really love you...
The bottom line is as wonderful as all this is received by
the world and everyone in it...I got to say I don’t buy it... I don’t even
believe that everything that is written about is true or that she is in fact
talking about her life. If she is then I feel she needs to make a statement or
write an essay (she has won an award for writing you know) and say it is so,
because we are all out here hanging on every sick words she says assuming it’s
about them in fact it could even be about me shit I got some lemonade like that
on freeze right now, but I love my husband and I respect him enough to work on
it without telling the world what we are going through or went through. In fact
she should have made an album celebrating her new found love for him and
herself and their life. She should have talked about how wonderful healing was
with him and how even though this world is crazy and we loose our heads and our
minds and our senses sometimes, we are still able to pick ourselves up and go
on.
This is now out there in the world and she will have to
carry it with her for the rest of her life... And I’m so glad for them if they
had managed to work things out and make things work but they got to be ready
for what is to come.
She will never be able to restore what she has taken from
their lives through this album. She is now the battered woman who stayed with a
cheating lying man who clearly does not deserve her but even through all the
mess she manages to still love and respect and all that other shit she expects
us to believe and him who is shit... There is no other way to say it... He is
the lowest scum of the earth right now and I frankly believe that everyone out
there in the world has lost their respect for him and pity’s him for living
such a life. That is of course everyone who walks around with their heads and
minds open and in the right place. People who see it for what it really is
marital suicide or a life of forever trying to create the perfect life
(husband) you so desperately want so you keep selling your soul to the devil in
believing that is how love and marriage is suppose to be because that is how
you were raised.
My conclusions to all this Lemonade drama.... Shame.
