love how she immediately peeped his set, brought that shit to his front door whether he was chatting or not, asked him why he was cheesing so hard, and didn’t hold his hand. like this is my fucking girl 😭😭
my side of the story doesn't matter anymore. Life happened. It hurt and I healed. Most importantly,I learned who deserves a seat at my table and who will never sit at it again
I don’t want a soft life because I’m lazy ! I want a soft life because I’ve spent most of my life in survival mode ! My nervous system has been in fight or flight since childhood & now I’m choosing peace, softness & stability !
We need to have a conversation about how dangerous jealous women can be. There are women who will literally ruin your life or harm you because they are seething with envy. Anytime I see jealousy in another woman, I take it seriously. Keep it away from me.
imagine being a grown adult & your whole personality still drama, shade, jealousy & gossip. still worried about people who moved on from you years ago… still bringing up old stuff… still stuck in the same energy. no healing. no growth. no accountability… 30+ & still unhealed…
To still be a hater as a grown adult means you’ve got childhood wounds you never addressed. There’s no reason your brain should be fully developed and you still get triggered by other people’s success. That’s not jealousy, that’s unhealed trauma.
Not letting nobody treat me like they don’t care about me this year. You gone stand on everything you do or say to me. I’m a good person inside and out and I will not let nobody play with me again. That goes for family, friends, whoeverrrr.
I keep my distance from people who try to make me feel crazy for having real reactions to disrespect or unhealthy situations. My feelings are valid, & I refuse to question that anymore.
No one talks enough about how exhausting it is to continuously be the one who “gives grace”. In a lot of instances, you’re giving grace at the expense of putting someone else’s needs before your own.
They weren’t lying went they said one day you just wake up and just don’t care anymore. No warning, no dramatic shift, just a quiet, peaceful detachment.
One thing about me... MY MISERY DOES NOT LIKE COMPANY. If I know I'm in a shitty mood, l isolate. I'm not with pushing my energy on nobody else if it ain't the right energy.