I love change! I know it frightens most people, but not me! I only hope that the change that has been contemplated actually comes to fruition. We are in the final day of the year and so people have already been making promises to themselves that they want to keep but the work is hard.
The work, in this case, has been tried and tested and the bar was missed.This was either due to complacency, acceptance or simply not being ready.
The only promise that I am making to myself for this new year coming is that I simply will not allow myself to be that “go to” guy for the world. I have been setting boundaries like crazy and frankly loving it!
I will not allow myself to fall into the “trap” unless results of change are evident no matter how much I want to.
This may all sound like a jumbled mess of letters smashed, but I assure you, it’s intended target with surely understand.
Happy 2016 my loves! Please enjoy this night and be safe in the process. Make 2016 a great year of life, laughs and love. PEACE
“The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed.” – Carl Jung
The Mind Unleashed
I love the part of me that is willing to share anything about me. I find myself learning more about myself by the answers I give to the questions asked.
I will respond in kind.
It is amazing how fast a year goes by, when you are looking back on it. I spent half this year (just about) in a single status. In that time, I found parts of myself that I had let go of along the way, I learned new things about my strength and courage, I grew as a person, a mother as an individual.
I enjoyed learning about myself and have been presented a blast from the past. Here is the issue as I see it. Do I believe in said individuals words of change and repentance or do I believe my gut when it screams
(((HELLO, SAME SHIT)))
I do battle with these feelings everyday quite literally! Tonight is no exception. So I will drop this here, have a cup of tea and veg out on Netflix until I doze off.
I could not stop laughing when I reread some texts from my mini humans. It is amazing how vastly different they all are from each other. You would think growing up in the same space even the same room would make them slightly similar but no, their unique personalities shine through dramatically.
The first born! He is emoji obsessed at times and really likes to throw some random things at me… I don’t know what moving his legs meant but there was no arrest that night so I don’t think it meant running from the cops!
The last born! He is probably the most mature of the three. He only texts when he needs to say something about something.
And then there was my middle guy. I don’t think he really got the concept. This is the only text conversation we ever had! As you can tell, I really had to hop out of this one. Phone calls only! Although, I wonder how long I could have kept the Hi going…
I know you lie, cause your lips are moving!!!!
I give you bass, you give me sweet talk saying I’m your #1