ADULTHOOD IS A S#!%SHOW
Lesson learned. When people show you who they are, believe them. Doesn’t matter if it’s friends, family, partners, co-workers etc…
You’re doing yourself a disservice seeing potential and not reality. The change isn’t coming, let them go and make room for something better (especially if they have a personality disorder and aren’t recieving the treatment they need). Who are you disappointing yourself for? Via: MirrorsReflectYou
How you start the work week, professional, demure even. Versus how you end it, scantily clad and looking for a good time. It’s the weekend now, you’re a different bitch. Go live life on your days off, do something that makes you happy. Via: Yasmeen Ghauri Archive
Recognize toxic traits, be it from the people in your life, or yourself.
So many people gaslit me when I’m a literally a victim of domestic violence, racism and more and it’s not okay. Then you wonder why I’m apathetic to the destructive byproduct of my anger. The way black women are vilified, mistreated and invalidated isn’t okay. Everyone who did this, especially other black women, will pay. There’s a special place in hell for people like you. Own that you’re a toxic person, that’s why you’re in this mess. You’re a gross, vile, low-vibrational, evil and/or envious human being, who has contributed to and perpetuates all that is wrong with humanity. Period. Creating a false narrative about someone you’re jealous of, who you assumed things about, rather than asked. Showing your true shitty colors. Spend the same time you did bumping your gums to spread lies and hatred, to apologize and work on your nasty traits. Keep that same energy you had for me, when you look in the mirror and confront yourselves.
It’s amazing how little accountability people take, if you talked the talk, be adult enough to own your shit, especially when you’re wrong and apologize. Then go fix yourself, instead of focusing on somebody else. You’d be a lot further along, trust. That’s why I’m blessed and so highly favored I’m a Goddess, doling out your karma and fate. I don’t possess these traits, because I’m an introspective, self-aware person, aiming to be better than myself. Not better than my friends, not better than my family, not better than my co-workers, but myself. That’s the difference between us. When I see something terrible about myself I own it, work on breaking the pattern, no matter how hard. I don’t project my inner self-loathing, nor spread my crappy circumstances onto other people, to make myself feel better for five seconds. That’s how you grow into a healthy, mature, happy adult. Who feels good about who they are and loves themselves. You can’t say that, because happy hoes ain’t hating and hating hoes ain’t happy. Unless you have certain types of mental and/or personality disorders, there’s no excuse. Do you possess these toxic traits? What are you doing to fix it? Do you know someone who does? Are you being honest with them? Toxic people and behavior block your blessings. Via: Nedra Tawwab
Every action counts. If you’ve dealt with crippling depression, or any other mental/physical ailments you’ll know this is truer than true. Giving af about yourself is hard to do for many people, sometimes it’s circumstantial. Find blessings in the small things. Gratitude makes for greater abundance. Cause guess what? There’s someone, somewhere, who sees your small feat as a huge privilege. To have indoor plumbing, access to books, a bed… How many of these small accomplishments did you get done today? Via: YourSelfLoveMatters
Grounding is essential for ridding yourself of negative energy, practicing introspection and being present. As we exit November here are some ways to do so via self-care. Even though it’s cold there is something to be admired in every season, walking outside crisp air stinging my face, I feel alive. Their’s beauty in the cold and I’m not just saying that as a winter baby. Your mind isn’t in the past, nor the future, but the present as you endeavor to maintain warmth in that very moment. It also makes me grateful as suddenly heat in every form is a commodity, I’m fortunate to have boots, a winter jacket, gloves, a scarf. Simple and overlooked until you look a homeless person crying on the subway platform in the face with none of the above, a makeshift cigarette rolled with what looked like printer paper, and soiled, ratty socks. While we choose what to wear, he’s using all he has to survive the freeze and doesn’t have enough. Doesn’t know if he ever will. Just hopes to live to see Spring. Pick two things to implement this week. Do you prioritize self-care? Via: Mystic Witch Of The Moon