We really have to learn that not everyone is going to move the same we do. How I respond or react may be different from you, but that’s the beauty of being different.
How would the world look, if we all responded and acted the same?
Sometimes we are too emotionally invested in the actions of our friends and loved one. Sometimes rightfully so. But we have to know when to step back and allow them to take time to get where we are. I know its easier said then done. But we can love them from afar and be there when they need us the most. Most importantly not abandoning them.
Sometimes we need time to ourselves. Like fr fr, cuz we leave a bad situation and someone shows us something we wanted or was looking for, all while missing all the 🚩 they try to cover our eyes too. Don’t be scared to be by yourself. Don’t be scared to not fill up down times with someone because its comfortable or convenient. Yes, we all have needs but that can be a distraction too. We get so excited over a mf doing shit that they should be doing off basic shit, that we get caught up only to look dumb later or be damaged worst.
Take a beat and just be okay we with being by yourself. I know most won’t get this… yall so caught up with wanting to be loved like you should. You miss the part where you need to take time to love YOU like you should.
I done been thru enough shit. Settling for breadcrumbs will never be enough. I WANT IT ALL, FUCK THAT BARE MINIMUM SHIT!
I’m about to be as honest as I can be. I feel like I’m on auto pilot. Trying to hide what’s really going on in my head.
Like depression doesn’t go away. I have good days and bad days. I feel like the ones that should be paying attention aren’t. I push people away and get mad when they stay away and carry on with life. Like you don’t notice?
I feel like most people don’t consider my feelings. And I’m not talking about strangers you know. I’m fine. I’m good. When really I’m not. I lack the assistant of those around me for any outlet. So when I say I’m on autopilot I’m just moving because I know I can’t stop because no one will help those I care for in my household. I’ve been silence because what I say bothers most and they feel a way and have to explain to other when they ask am I ok.
I had a conversation when one of the people I actually talk to and I said. I don’t really talk to my sisters about what’s going on with me mentally or whatever because I know what can happened if I do. So the conversations I choose to participate in are general or surface conversations. And if you know me that’s not me. I barely want them around for various reasons. But I know I’m not emotionally safe for fear it will be used against me. Or one who I dont really talk to will use it to attack me later. Talk about PTSD.
My daughter is another trigger. Like I avoid conversations because they randomly lead to arguments. Like over the stupidest stuff. She lives her. But helps when she feels like it. So I’m mostly fending for myself even when I’m overwhelmed. Like part of me wants her to go but I worry about where she will end up. After many arguments she stated I’m a bad mom. For not knowing whats going on in her life, as if she tells me. Also, she can’t talk to me (she also said thats why no one in the family talks to me also). And last but not least, Idk her. Ummm okay? Everyone that knows me knows her tone when she talks to me so yes I tune her out and/or check her. But apparently I’m doing it wrong, (what are aunties for) at least thats what my family says because I should take in account her feelings.
So back to it just being me. And they wonder why I have migraines my blood pressure is up and my hair was falling out. Holding everything in is costing me. Tell me why havent I called this therapist? Because when would I have time. And imagine me talking to her while home and my daughter decides to come down and argue with me because I’m talking about her at some point. Yeah….
I don’t want to play victim as my son’s dad will say when he is verbal abusing me. But hey my family or my sister still talks to him even after he made threats to me and hasn’t seen his son..oh my bad a few days before his birthday he took him to the corner store for snacks and left. But even letting him take him gives me anxiety because he never tells me for how long or whatever and if Im not home it can potentially turn into an argument.
So the other day I realized my hair is coming out. Like I cut my hair a few months back just cuz and it was growing back healthy and etc. Now that shit like fuck you and click you claim.
My stress has been taking a toll on me. I either sleep to much or can’t get to sleep. My weight had picked up a little but my hair is like get that Lapita and start fresh. 🤷🏾♀️. I definitely gotta figure this out cuz I only chop my hair off when I want not cuz I need to. I feel odd wearing wigs but idk maybe if I chop it all of I will like it. Maybe my head won’t look so big. 🤣🤦🏾♀️
Y’all know how we females are about our hair. I gotta figure out a way to stop stressing and get it together!