Some things just seem so unreachable. Some things you wish you could plug the location into a gps and navigate your way there. Some places once you get there you wish you could simply make a few clicks and clean it away as easy as a virus on a computer.
Pain.
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Friday, May 20, 2011
Open Mic...
The Strong Black Woman is Dead!
On August 15, 1999 at 11:55 p.m., while struggling with the reality of being a human instead of a myth, the strong black woman passed away, without the slightest bit of hoopla. Medical sources say that she died of natural causes, but those who knew and used her know she died from: being silent when she should have been screaming, milling when she should have been raging, being sick and not wanting anyone to know because her pain might inconvenience them. An overdose of other people clinging on to her when she didn't even have energy for herself.
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
When people show you who they are...
I would say 95% of the time when things go bad in a relationship, the female knew it was coming. We have this tendency to ignore red lights and flashing signs when we meet somebody we think we wanna be with. You know, those things that tell us "Un un girl he aint the one, RUN!!" We make excuses for things that really speak for themselves...
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Truths and Randoms
"Truth indeed rather alleviates than hurts, and will always bear up against falsehood, as oil does above water..."
It's definitely a boy. Don't ask me how I know, and as much as I want another girl, I'm convinced this is a boy. And as the acne takes me back to my teenage years, my belts are a thing of the past and I can no longer see the striations in my abs that I worked so hard for, I find myself smiling at the thought of things to come. Oh and there's something about this 'glow' that attracts guys that I'll never understand but I will still enjoy every moment.
One of my oldest best friends got married this past weekend in which I was one of her bridesmaids. They always say weddings do something to people, because even though I did my best to avoid catching the bouquet at the end, I still found myself the recipient of a very sweet proposal from a long time friend. My friends and family think I'm crazy for not accepting, but I do my best to avoid rebound relationships so I gotta sit this one out (for now?). Did wonders for my spirit though :-)
Now for my not-so-random thought for the day...at what age do people stop blaming others and begin to take responsibility for the things that happen to them? If you tell a series of lies to multiple people, no matter how 'good' your intentions were when you uttered them, once they become exposed at what point do you blame yourself for telling them, instead of the person that revealed them? If you find yourself in a relationship or situation with someone who's 'crazy', at what point do you ask yourself if maybe you did anything to make them flip, or maybe even blame yourself for missing obvious signs in the first place?
The more I move around and deal with different people it's so clear to me that maturity is definitely more about state of mind than a date on the calendar, and some 20 year olds have more sense and accountability in their lives than some 40 year olds. At some point we all have to study the reflection in the glass and evaluate what it is WE did to contribute to the current state of our lives and stop blaming others. Maybe then we won't find ourselves in so many situations that make our lives miserable. Myself included.
Anywho...just another of my not so randoms...
Nite....
It's definitely a boy. Don't ask me how I know, and as much as I want another girl, I'm convinced this is a boy. And as the acne takes me back to my teenage years, my belts are a thing of the past and I can no longer see the striations in my abs that I worked so hard for, I find myself smiling at the thought of things to come. Oh and there's something about this 'glow' that attracts guys that I'll never understand but I will still enjoy every moment.
One of my oldest best friends got married this past weekend in which I was one of her bridesmaids. They always say weddings do something to people, because even though I did my best to avoid catching the bouquet at the end, I still found myself the recipient of a very sweet proposal from a long time friend. My friends and family think I'm crazy for not accepting, but I do my best to avoid rebound relationships so I gotta sit this one out (for now?). Did wonders for my spirit though :-)
Now for my not-so-random thought for the day...at what age do people stop blaming others and begin to take responsibility for the things that happen to them? If you tell a series of lies to multiple people, no matter how 'good' your intentions were when you uttered them, once they become exposed at what point do you blame yourself for telling them, instead of the person that revealed them? If you find yourself in a relationship or situation with someone who's 'crazy', at what point do you ask yourself if maybe you did anything to make them flip, or maybe even blame yourself for missing obvious signs in the first place?
The more I move around and deal with different people it's so clear to me that maturity is definitely more about state of mind than a date on the calendar, and some 20 year olds have more sense and accountability in their lives than some 40 year olds. At some point we all have to study the reflection in the glass and evaluate what it is WE did to contribute to the current state of our lives and stop blaming others. Maybe then we won't find ourselves in so many situations that make our lives miserable. Myself included.
Anywho...just another of my not so randoms...
Nite....
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