This week I will see this journey through to the next phase. I hope it is the last phase. I am hoping for answers for both of us. That we will be able to face this situation head on, be given the facts and be able to move on. Will we be stronger and closer when it is said and done? I hope so, but there are no guarantees. I am scared. Maybe when it is all said and done she will blame me somehow if things don't go as planned. I am the one who instigated this show down. I am the one who wrote a letter out of sheer frustration to a national television show asking for help. I honestly didn't think my letter would ever be read. I only wrote the letter because she said she was going to write one. It was one of those childish moments. She wanted to prove me wrong so she said she would write this letter. I said fine, if you are going to write a letter to prove me wrong, then I am going to write one too and prove that I am right. The problem in proving right or wrong here is that my friend may end up getting hurt worse than she has already been hurt. If she is wrong, then everything she has believed in this past year will be out there for the world to see. I don't want her judged. I would give anything to be wrong. This is not a situation where I need to be proved right just to stoke my ego and say "see how smart I am". If I am right, then she needs help healing and I want that healing to start now. I want her to get her life back, heal wounded friendships and family relationships. I want her to be happy with who she is and be able to be proud. I don't want her to be ashamed, embarrassed or beaten down. Being on television in general is outside of my comfort zone. I find television/movies/music all very fascinating, but if I were to work in any of those mediums it would be behind the scenes.
On Monday I will board a plane to LA. I am still a small town girl who enjoys my jeans, tennis shoes and the comforts of home. I had a lot going this week, but it has all be rearranged and postponed. My main objective in all of this is to help my friend. I am worried that I will get tongue tied, that I will giggle because I giggle when I'm nervous and that can be embarrassing. My latest weight loss attempts have brought minor successes, but I am still chunky and no one wants to go on National Television being chunky. I am not usually vain, but LA seems to bring that out in a person. I don't want to be affected. I don't want to be Star Struck, I want to keep my focus, appear somewhat intelligent, say the things I need to say and come home knowing that I did the best I could. I want to be able to blog about my LA experience in my quirky manner. I am not sure if I will have to sign waivers saying I can't blog or share information. I don't know how any of this works. The few people that I have talked to about his have asked me if I am being compensated, if my meals are paid for, when the show will air and a zillion other things I have no clue about. I haven't wanted to ask those questions. I am not in this for anything but to help. I wish I could help from behind the camera and not have to appear in front of it. I wish I had the resources that this show has. I don't have the technology to prove anything good or bad about this person in my friend's life. This show is the only option I have to get answers, to get help and to get my friend to listen. I am not even sure if I was supposed to post this blog. I tried to keep the details to a minimum. Just enough for me to let off a bit of stress. I know you will have questions. Please do not as me anything until next week. I will follow up this blog with others if and when I am able to.
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