I'll start this with Wiki's definition of Cult because this year, I believe in the cult of derby:
The word cult pejoratively refers to a group whose beliefs or practices are considered abnormal or bizarre.[1] The word originally denoted a system of ritual practices. The narrower, derogatory sense of the word is a product of the 20th century, especially since the 1980s, and is considered subjective. It is also a result of the anti-cult movement which uses the word in reference to groups seen as authoritarian, exploitative and that are believed to use dangerous rituals or mind control. The word implies a group which is a minority in a given society.
So, I was informed from a mutual friend, that one of my closest friends can't stand roller derby, my roller derby friends, me talking about derby...and all things in the middle that involve me and well...DERBY.
I get it. Years ago when I had to tell my father that I was a lesbian, he forbid me to talk about my "lifestyle" around him or in his house. That was 2001,
I haven't spoken to him since. I am not loud and biosturous...I will never be the one to make the scene.
But I will not be asked NOT to talk about the things that I love and that dominate most of my life. Back then it was a girl named Caroline, now it is a game named Roller Derby. Pioneer Valley Roller Derby to be exact.
So when my 7 year friend "Betty" tells another of our friends (who loves derby) all about how she won't support me and avoids it like the plague. It just gets to me.
Really people.If you are derby players...you know the game. After the first year, it sucks a little bit of your soul every day until it can officially claim you as it's bitch after your first full season.
My first season I came in with excellent skate skills but no derby knowledge. But I still rostered every game but the first. I have traveled and came a long way since the last season from being the one that got to sit out if another player was in the box...to this season, being the one that really needs to stay in. (just so you know, It almost makes me pee my pants when I know I get considered one of our A team players. Bustin' my ass to keep it that way) .
But, this rant isn't just about me.This is about the "derby widows". The friends that get left behind when the Cult of Derby takes you as it's own. I have a lot of friends that say "oh, it's off season we get you back to hang out again!" well, sadly we practice year round. I miss those friends. They still love me but have developed lives without me. Again, sad.
And I know I am not the only one.
Please share your stories with me. I KNOW I am not alone.
Please don't get me wrong. I love all of the friends that have been given my way in life. Derby puts a stress on lots of relationships. If I wasn't dating a rollergirl it would be much worse!!!
So, Please, to make me feel more nomal...share your stories with me. I know you have got them!!!
What I want to know from you are your stories about losing friends, making up with friends, getting your friends to finallly join our cult