it’s really honestly quite sad to be so unwell for so long that nobody around you wants to be honest with you. because i promise you i am not the only one feeling this way about you so i pray you utilize resources too and seek help
you’re mad bc you offered to buy someone an ice cream cone when you didn’t have money to and I was mad that yall violated me with a ouija board when I was asleep. we are not the same 🙄
reminder to self: don’t ever sacrifice time you know you NEED to yourself to please everyone else. it will burn you out and burnt outs make you feel sick, run down, and uncared for.
tbh? I love my life. I my job. I love the friends and people in my life who don’t make me question where I stand with them. I love being single. I love being a mama. I love learning to communicate. idk, I just love it.
i’m not expressive because i feel safe i’m expressive because i’m brave. safety is irrelevant, i want to survive, i want to thrive. there’s a difference. i claim the space regardless of if its safe or not that’s what bravery entails. i am brave because that is living fully.
vulnerable and expressive people trigger a lot of folks. it’s not your problem people have never taken space to be brave, bold, and let themselves speak their truth. it’s also not your problem they are exhausted by emotions and being confronted. do it anyway and do it often.
I apologize for all the times my health made me a bad friend. And for all the times my financial situation made me a bad friend. But I’m not sorry for speaking up.
i knew my friendships would change after having a kid but i didn’t think I’d be blatantly left out of things, blown off, and ignored by the people who i fought to stay friends with the hardest..