“What good is his love if she don’t love herself?”| February 15, 2015

“What good is his love if she don’t love herself?”

Damn. That’s deep. If she doesn’t ever learn how to love herself, how is she ever gonna allow him to love her? See, her selfishness, allows her to grow. It allows her to carefully learn of every nip and tuck in her character, brain and body. She will no longer feel the need to be reminded of who she is. She won’t be defined by having a man, by having him say “yes” or “no” to all her decisions. She won’t need someone to tell her “good morning beautiful” cause guess what, the sun greets her joyfully every morning. She will be fully comfortable with herself and her entire being. She’ll hug herself when getting ready and dance and sing out the top of her lungs in the shower. She’ll travel, ALONE, because she’s wants to explore. And she’ll be totally comfortable being alone, she probably won’t even notice.

 

And eventually, when she does decide she’s ready to get a man, her man won’t make decisions for her, but with her.

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Self Love | August 27, 2017

For some reason I always related self love to being selfish. Not sure if my environment conditioned me to believe so, or what is was, but I found myself fearful of loving myself “too much”. Something in me believed that if I cared about me too much, I would not care about others. Such an attitude would make me likely to be narcissistic and I’d potentially end up not giving a shit about anyone…ever. It was either that or I would become too vain and conceited. No one would be given a chance to know me if I loved me. Continue reading “Self Love | August 27, 2017”

Live Free | July 13, 2017

A lot of people glance at me twice when I tell them I’m not going back to school next semester. Well, originally that is how it began anyway. With the subtle lies of “oh I may be going back” to “I’m just taking a semester off” to my absolute favorite one: “I’m not sure yet.” I roll my head back and chuckle uncontrollably at such bullshit. Absolute rubbish.

I refuse to go back to that mental hole encompassed with overly revisited dreams and lonely lecture halls. I cannot emotionally allow myself to enroll back into a living hell—a tactically induced sadness that loved to announce itself abruptly and suck the droplets of my happiness and condense them into 9,000 negative thoughts. Opening my eyes daily to memorizing scientific names of medications I would never prescribe may have just been the insanity which Einstein spoke of. That forsaken melancholic state of numbness could no longer be tolerable.

I gave in to self.

And that, that is why “I’m dropping out of school.”  Continue reading “Live Free | July 13, 2017”

Code Blue.| June 8,2017

Between the daily rituals of observation that never seem to override our persistent thoughts, exists our undeniable desire to breathe more than just oxygen.

We are suffocating under a spell of routine, yet we’re still not blue enough to realize that the hopelessness inhibiting us from awakening is not just

Depression.

Anxiety.

Bipolar Disorder.

Conditions curable with just enough encapsulated tablets just to lead us back down the time capsule to the day we failed to recognize anything further than “Me, me, me.” Continue reading “Code Blue.| June 8,2017”

Uncertainty| March 15, 2017

Last night I was given the opportunity to experience one of the most beautiful things a human can be exposed to– a crossroad. The uncertainty in one’s thought process as they are faced with a predicament cannot be described as anything less than exquisite.

I sometimes wonder why we do not allow ourselves to face these crossroads more often in life. We quickly shut our minds off to many ideas and dreams we could have achieved simply so that we will not have to undergo uncertainty and risk. Protective mechanism I guess you could call it.

After last night, seeing someone stuck between two conflicting decisions and choosing to take her “own” road, revealed something to me. Life is not as black and white as we make it seem. Journeys are individual. At the end of the day, we must make sure to take care of ourselves, take risks, survive, and come out on the other end— Happy.

Pleaser. | January 28, 2017

Everyone wants to be loved right? We firstly experience this tender warmth when placed on our mothers breasts for the first time. Then we spend the rest of our lives attempting to recreate this feeling in our interpersonal relationships. But what happens when the baseline of love meant to be shown to you by your mother never felt complete? Then you spend the rest of your life pleasing others in hopes that their love will be deep enough to somehow fulfill the indentations.

It’s clearly evident however, that contentment will not take place in these relationships  for you’ll strive to make them love you, instead of allowing them to decide to give you love. Continue reading “Pleaser. | January 28, 2017”

Truth. | January 13, 2017

Damn. I haven’t actually sat down and gathered my thoughts together in a good minute.

Today I came to the conclusion that people may be better off unaware of the completely raw truth.

My lovely counselor decided that I have trust issues (which is nothing I didn’t know before). In order for me to break out of my “everyone will mess you up” mentality, she suggested I start being more open with people that I’m close to without feeding them all that they want to hear. In order for this mentality shift to be successful, I need to actually taken others deep enough into where the honesty lies so they can catch a whiff of all the crap I’ve been feeding them this whole time. So naturally what do you do when your counselor gives you “professional advice”?…You trust that their 6 years of graduate school certifies them to play games with your mind, so you let them.

Continue reading “Truth. | January 13, 2017”