Some people don’t mind seeing you struggle. Some people don’t feel like they should help lighten the load and some deliberately make it harder. Don’t marry them. Don’t befriend them. Don’t keep them in your circle. #thirdeyegangsta
Becoming a mother, creating life and pouring into my baby after birth over anything and anyone else, including myself, has completely broken me open. #thirdeyegangsta
Motherhood and matrescence is hard on high-functioning women, on those with abandonment wounds, on avoidant attachment styles, on perfectionism etc. Why isn’t this discussed more often or guided? #thirdeyegangsta
Usually I don’t want praise — I want permission to fall apart. I want enough safety to be vulnerable. I want to not hold it together for once and be seen for all I carry. #thirdeyegangsta
If it wasn’t for my old-self, I wouldn’t have become this version — the one that holds so much courage and faith. I am proud of her. I am her. #thirdeyegangsta
I hug the version of me that was used to being benefited from but never enough to be invested in. I hug the version of me that focused on belonging and being chosen without ever questioning if it was what she deserved. #thirdeyegangsta
I hug the version of me that stood up for what she needed. She was so brave to step out of toxic environments, even if that meant doing life broke, unsupported, alone. #thirdeyegangsta
You don’t have to make yourself more visible for people who don’t take initiative or actively choose you. The right connections don’t feel like pulling, doubting, or overanalyzing. #thirdeyegangsta
Just a reminder that it’s okay to be grateful for what you have and still feel like you were destined for more. Gratitude and desire can co-exist. #thirdeyegangsta
If you’ve given space and opportunities to talk and months or even years have passed without them putting in any effort to reconcile — know that’s a choice. Stop waiting. Stop being available and choose yourself. #thirdeyegangsta
Whenever my mind’s racing a hundred miles an hour and I feel lost and overwhelmed, I remind myself: I don’t have to change my whole world overnight. I don’t have to figure it out today. This moment isn’t final nor definitive. Breathe. I can try again. #thirdeyegangsta
Sometimes they’d rather lose you. Not because you weren’t worth fighting for, but because stepping up was too great of a cost. And it brings me a lot of freedom to stop waiting on an apology or changed behavior that will never come. #thirdeyegangsta
I became aware of an old pattern: I threaten to leave in hopes they would finally see my worth and treat me accordingly — but the thought of you leaving doesn’t scare anyone that doesn’t value your presence to begin with. #thirdeyegangsta
And I’m realizing now that it’s an unconscious bargaining game with the avoidant. Wanting to be chosen, romanticizing the connection, disappointment of not being fought for. It’s not that you’re undeserving, they often don’t want to compromise. #thirdeyegangsta
Teaching someone how to consider you, when they’ve shown you they naturally don’t, is not for me anymore. Hoping people would change like I wished family to change is an old dynamic I don’t participate in anymore. #thirdeyegangsta