A long time ago, in the underground realm, where there are no lies or pain, there lived a princess who dreamed of the human world. She dreamed of blue skies, soft breeze, and sunshine. One day, eluding her keepers, the princess escaped. Once outside, the brightness blinded her and erased every trace of the past from her memory. She forgot who she was and where she came from. Her body suffered cold, sickness, and pain. Eventually, she died.


However, her father, the King, always knew that the princess' soul would return, perhaps in another body, in another place, at another time. And He would wait for her, until He drew His last breath, until the world stopped turning..
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Name: Christine Oh
Birthday: 1/1/1990


Interests: Ironing wrinkly things, music, Swedish fish, psychoanalyzing people, I like interesting conversations, ice cream, cake, ice cream cake, reading at Barnes & Nobles, philosophy, smell of Sharpie markers, existentialism, Emerson, and good food.


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Thursday, November 26, 2009

Understanding Family

A private post written in June turns into a future post for Thanksgiving.

"Happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way." ~ Leo Tolstoy

I got a special/unique feeling when I first read that... as if it was an especially semi-cool thing to have an unhappy family because it's unique (despite all of the crap that comes with it.. at least there's one good thing about it, right?).

But then I realized that... that's not how Tolstoy meant it.


This is just some information I gathered from reading and observations:  Everything God creates should be good but it's our free will that messes that up if we make unwise actions that ends up hurting ourselves, others, and God (he hurts when we hurt).

The problem of dysfunctional families is not God's fault or a defect in his design. The problem is that individual family members have not been operating according to God's principles. His intent is that we function in the family for the sake of the other members.

1) Husband is to love his wife (Women like to know that they are loved. That's how they're wired.)
2) Wife is to respect her husband (Men like to know that they are appreciated. That's how they're wired. There's a difference between explicitly knowing that you're loved and explicitly  knowing that you are appreciated/respected. )
3) Parents are to care for their children
4) The children are to honor their parents

We selfishly twist God's principles in family life.

Self-centeredness of only one member in a family is enough to make the entire group dysfunctional.


So back to the Tolstoy  quote. Why are all happy families alike? Because they are implementing God's principles--- loving and living for others.


I suppose from the outside (to an untrained heart) it's difficult to tell whether or not a family is really happy. Appearances are misleading. I think in this generation the real meaning of family is just being lost and devalued. A lot of the things that were created and meant to be more.... are just being lost. Or at least our understanding of them are.


So what are you thankful for? "Friends and family".. such cliche answers.  I used to be more bitter than usual during these kinds of holidays because I could never say I had either of those.

I'm thankful for freedom that isn't free. Clean water. Emotional and spiritual freedom that is free.


Monday, November 23, 2009

Self-Rejection Syndrome

This was me.

Characteristics of people feeling self-rejection
: feelings of unworthiness 

-  Overemphasis on dress (a self-image problem)
Difficult time loving others/being loved by others (childhood hurts)
-  Feelings of inferiority/inadequacy
-  Anger
-  Perfectionism ("I must be perfect to feel good about myself; arrogance and pride feelings are really cover-ups for insecurity.")
-  Easily hurt
-  Suspicious of others' actions
-  Self-isolation that way, the only one that rejects them is themselves (wow i never saw it as that way)
- Depression (because you failed your expectations)
-  Sensual fantasies (not a matter of sexual morality, it's a matter of acceptance)
-  Difficult time trusting God


Causes of self-rejection

-  Early in life deformity
-  Deep emotional hurt from past childhood
-  Death of a parent ("Daddy died because he didn't love me" feelings.)
-  Abandonment
-  Divorce
-  Child abuse
-  Guilt feelings from past mistakes
-  Criticism from other people 


Three Things Needed for One to be Emotionally Healthy:

- Feelings of belonging
- Feelings of worthiness
- Feelings of competence

Charles Stanley said "People who suffer from self-rejection are willing to base their self-worth on opinion of others rather than on relationship to God"



It's hard to un-do everything in your heart and head. Although God is healing me and showing me that he loves me based on who I am and what I was created to be (NOT based on my actions) and that my circumstances and environment were not my choice, I don't think some things will ever go away. I think some effects and memories will still linger. And oddly, I want some of them to stay so that I can be reminded-- its like some sick sense of pleasure from pain. 

Though I wish I never fell into this pit, further down the road I see something good that will come out of it. 

The depths of my past will be something that few can truly understand. I am thankful that I have a brother and sister who do. Through everything, we have this indescribable bond and understanding among us.  Even though we may never be with each other again, we're still close... with a sick sense of humor. haha.

Some people just see this girl who laughs and smiles a lot. I guess it's really up to me how much I want to show. But they see someone who just seems to be so superficial and silly, almost immature in action.

I think I like being this character because it helps me take my mind off everything else and nobody wants the pressures of someone else' problems and shit. Nobody should be in that position to clean up, heal, and hold other people up. That's what Jesus wants to do and he's the only one competent enough to do the job.

But at the same time it bothers me because I don't want people to think that I'm just some childish girl. But maybe the truly insightful and deep people will pick up something else... and those are the people I want to get to know anyway. So it works out.

This is me.


Sunday, November 22, 2009

Things I Want to Do Someday, for now

Some are serious, some are just things that would be nice.


Work with North Korean refugees, something with helping them heal and I dunno.

Find out if I harbor any musical ability that I don't know about.

Design T-shirts and silkscreen them so they're one-of-a-kind- Want people to be like where did you get that so I can say I made it... and I can make you one too! My brother and I like to think of random/nerdy things for t-shirts.



Become a well known blogger- Not on xangay but someday, somewhere. Have something to say.

Get a big cardboard box and fill it with plastic Easter eggs and then put ferrets in them because ferrets like to play. (It's a ball pen!)

Perform one of my slam poems for Def Poetry or some other slam poetry show.



Use psychology for something other than over-analyzing things.

Intern at NYLON magazine

Learn more cool ice skating moves. Improve on skating backwards.



Learn to snowboard.

Learn more b-boy moves. Practice practice practice.

Improve my Spanish. Become fluent. Study abroad. See if/how God can use my language skills for something..



Work with kids who are/have been harassed or abused or fatherless or something.

Learn Korean. Go to Korea. Meet Tae Yang.


Saturday, November 21, 2009

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Omgsh so there's like these crazy religious people from the lovely (not) city of Syracuse outside of my school holding signs like "Islam is the devil" and crap like that.

This one lady in a looooong corduroy skirt was holding a sign that says "Homosexuality is sin. Christ can set you free" ahahahahhahaaaa (the funny part was that her expression was very timid)

So then this one gay student makes his own sign "Corduroy is sin. Homosexuals can help you." aAAHAHAHAHAA

Okay, these people care about their message but do they care about the people they're preaching to? They care more about their message than people!  Suddenly God's love becomes something marketable.




Once this religious person went on my Xanga and nit picked everything that he thought was wrong for Christians. Cut the cursing. Leave the "Capricorn, Taurus & Virgos" blogring. blahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I'll curse if I want to!! I don't really curse in person for other reasons, but I love doing it online... for entertainment purposes and being dramatic. Utilizing curses in written word is different and so much more fun. Reading something is wayyyy different than hearing it and so word choice is important to get your point across.

Like, a text message that says "No" and "No." That one period makes all the difference to pick up a different vibe.

 Is there such thing as a Liberal Christianity? I don't know and that's too much thinking. I just forget all the technicalities and let it come down to just one thing- love. That one thing makes all the difference.

If you have a true understanding of love, everything else those people argue about will fall into place and maybe Christians/religious people wouldn't get a bad stigma.



Notice I described the sign holders as religious people.

"A religious person hurts because he wants to be forgiven.
A Christian hurts because he's already forgiven.

A religious person hurts because he is wounded.
A Christian hurts because he wounded his savior."


I used to be the "a religious person" described above- wounded by my parents and peers. I wanted forgiveness for all of the shit I did that I'm ashamed to talk about. I used to be like a pharisee. I used to care about the text more than I cared about other people.

 It feels good to be a new person. Good change.


Wednesday, November 18, 2009

(A complement) when A= interests

Things I don't like:

Poking holes in oranges,
The sound of whispers,
Winds over 4mph,
Mean dogs,
Not having a ride,
When my browser opens up to the 'yahoo finances' page because I typed in 'f' for facebook,
Cilantro,
When I can't smile/laugh because my lips are chapped ow
Lower case S in script.



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