I been shitted on, lied to, betrayed, disrespected, overlooked, and left to figure that shit out alone. Yet I still show up. Still pray. Still hustle. Still love. Some of y’all don’t even know how much pain a woman can carry and still look fine as hell doing it.
A lot of shit you gotta charge to the game. Some shit ain’t meant to be understood right away. Some people ain’t meant to stay. Some situations ain’t meant to work out. Take the lesson, keep your peace, and keep moving. Every loss ain’t a loss if it taught you something.