Me and my sisters gather on the weekends and do โCommunityโ to help each other. I didnโt feel like washing and detangling my hair so my sister did it. My other sister didnโt feel like cleaning her kitchen so we did it. I cleaned my nieces room the other week. I love it so much!
I cried today because I just want to experience a season of life where I'm not always recovering from something. It feels like there's always an ugly truth I'm having to confront, a belief I'm having to unlearn, more work to be done. It's exhausting and lonely.And yeah, I get that life isn't fair and that you have to just keep going. But i keep being resilient when what I'd really like is relief.
You ever been dead broke but God still supplied your every need ?๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ
Tolerating a ngga always turns to resentment. At first, you call it patience, then love. But what it really is, is self-abandonment. Every time you swallow a boundary, excuse a pattern, or silence your discomfort, something inside you keeps score. And eventually, the bill comes dueโผ๏ธ๐ฎโ๐จ๐ฏ