A long time ago I found myself questioning the people I associated myself with. A decade later I can’t believe I’m fucking doing it again. I mean it’s as if at 33 years old my judgment of character hadn’t improved. I mean at one point in my life I came to the conclusion that I needed to take accountability & responsibility for not only the things I did or the people I associated with but the things I allowed others to do for, to & around me! I mean at the end of the day, you can get mad about being around people that hurt you or quite simply you can tell them to piss off.
Why do us humans, more specifically women allow shitty and detrimental people around us…only to complain about it all later?
The God above will only protect you from so much harm especially if you keep pulling someone who doesn’t wanna be around you…and more crucially someone who God doesn’t want around you! If he sends warning signs of a bad thing and you don’t heed them early on, who else can you blame but yourself? Even if you’re not a believer in a higher power, still you should have the good sense to know when to cease dealings with certain people, places or things.
We need to stop allowing people to maintain a position in our lives beyond their expiration date! Would you drink sour milk? FUCK NO! So why continue to be consumed by a sour person when you don’t have to be? I deserve better! So do you! There’s an ass for every chair out here! Don’t miss out an opportunity on a sure thing standing & waiting around on shit! Besides you will only end up chasing someone who does not want to be chased. It’s a waste of time, energy & effort on the wrong individuals when the person God or fate has intended is slipping away from you.
And especially don’t drown yourself in a sorry pity party about it later because being alone for a moment seemed scarier than feeling lonely for a lifetime.
It’s not only stupid but it makes zero fucking sense. Besides no one wants to hear or join that pity party with you.
Life is all about finding your purpose on this watery rock and importantly being content. This was not a bitch blog… which was why I chose the song attached. My grandfather, Yahweh Rest His Soul, loved this song. I did too but for some reason I truly see the message behind it. My message is not only one of accountability but to tell you the less time you invest (and worry) in the things that leave you unfulfilled, the happier you will be!
Make the rest of your life, the best of your life!
If at any point in time you find it hard to be happy, workout!!! Go for a run, walk, do Zumba and repeat consecutively during every week! You will feel better. Exercise is the most underused anti-depressant.
Well that’s all for now kiddies… Till next time!