“There is nothing new under the sun.”
When folk discuss and share their story, the life lessons always seem very cliché. At an earlier time in my life, I would have agreed. After some life and reflection*, my perspective has drastically changed. Once you simplify everything you go through, the similarities amongst stories are always prevalent. Why? It’s not because everyone sets out to do and be the same. It’s because we are all humans experiencing a human life. Everyone experiences success in one form or another. Everyone experiences trials and tribulations. The specifics of either experience become less important. Why? Because life is 10% of what happens to you and 90% about how you handle it. Time has shown that there are methodologies (more like mindsets) that have proven to work best when one takes on the journey called life. With that being said, overlap is bound to happen. I’ve used several quotes throughout this, but this is my last one: If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it! What works, works. There should be no shame in using what works, regardless of what others may think or feel.
*Reflection is a helpful way of reeling you back. It can help you identify the things you are grateful for as well as places where you need to grow. You only realize the lessons you learn throughout life through reflection. Making the time can make all the difference.
I really have an ex… It’s a weird feeling to me. I never suspected it to happen, especially in the manner it did. No lack of love or any infidelities (to my knowledge), just a lot of misguided passion. We had our differences, but we always did and yet we still got together and it was great. Until it got bad… Then things never looked up after that point. It hurt so much to fight a losing battle. But my love is so deep, probably to a detrimental point if I let it. And man… I did. I kept getting hung up on the words… ‘I love you’, ‘I’m madly in love with you’, and ‘I want to be with you’. Words mean so much to me. Hearing the right ones kept me a lot longer than they should have. Even once I knew and fully realized the words and actions were not matching up, I kept fighting. Hoping something would change. Hoping for something deeper than the harmfulness that had become our relationship. Then it just got to the point that I had mad love for them still, obviously. I just cared for their well being over my own.
From the beginning it was rocky. Signs can be huge and you still shake them off cause you’ve convinced yourself the feeling and attachment are worth more than your own well-being.
I came out okay though. Heartbroken and a little confused, but that’s just because I cared so deeply. I gained wisdom that I probably wouldn’t have otherwise learned. I’m a lot closer to myself. I know my limits: what things are worth working through and what are just complete deal breakers. ‘Boundaries’ is now a word in my vocabulary that holds a lot of weight in my day-to-day life. I’ve learned that I must protect my energy at all times and costs. No relationship or situation matters more than my well-being.
Be strong enough to let go. When you realize a situation is no longer positively serving you, do yourself that favor and protect your peace.
I’m going to skip the fluff for a minute and just come out and say, I had to lose my damn mind before I could make the necessary changes I needed to.
My anxiety was thru the roof. My actions were sporadic and not in alignment with anything remotely myself. I lost weight. I cried, A LOT. I gave up power to individuals and situations that were no good for me. I stopped eating. I lost my apartment. I looked and felt like death. I was enraged. I was lost.
But God came thru with a soft voice. Like your mom waking you up in the morning on your birthday. The call was sweet and gentle and most importantly, reassuring. This connection made me feel after being numb for so long. The hardest thing at first was learning how to keep the connection. I had such a hard time figuring it out because I assume everything has to be perfect. I asked myself, “what do I say or do?’ ‘who cares anyways?’ then one day I was just like BITCH YOU DO! I just recently stopped struggling with the connection because I found my flow – writing. I write whatever is consuming my thoughts, in my own words and style. Naturally, I ask lots of questions because I have a very literal mind. Explanation is my go to for learning and expressing my deepest thoughts. I’m a perfectionist to a fault. Not being naturally ‘perfect’ at anything I wanted to try was enough for me to not even attempt many things that would have probably greatly enhanced my life. Thru all the bullshit, I learned a pretty big lesson: perfectionism can halt growth a lot faster than any perceived failure.
“Perfection is a disease of a nation”
And being on the subject of things that halt growth, people pleasing is one I feel I should speak on. I could write too much on the subject, and that’s just being completely honest. The lessons, I can elaborate because I like those more:
- You don’t owe anybody, SHIT.
- You don’t have to prove your worth. Your humanity alone is your worth.
- You’re perfectly imperfect. Be you to the fullest!
- You don’t have to spare feelings (if it’s not your intentions to hurt them)
- The right people will love you, for you. Love yourself and put your best self out there with no fear.
I just recently got over my issue with attaching myself to people who are genuinely nice to me. I’m still trying to figure out at what point(s) in my life I felt as though people weren’t nice to me. So much so that I put myself in odd, low-vibrational situations off the basis that the person and all they brought into my life were worth it all because they were ‘nice’. Maybe I never extended the niceness I gave to and craved so much from people, to myself.
Now, I know this should be a STANDARD for anyone I allow to even be in my space and experience my aura. I’m a lot nicer to myself so I know it is literally the bare minimum to expect out of others, on any level.
Now I smile.
I have gathered a compilation of my own life lessons that I have learned throughout my twenty-one years of life. I believe sharing is caring and I know there are folk out there who like to know they are not alone when it comes to tackling life. We are all only human and perfection is only an illusion.
My reflections, however, are very real.
I know I have to share these because they express the light within the darkness that is struggle. It highlights the side of me very few get to see, let alone get details.
It’s easy to share your triumphs and it’s great to. Growth is one of mine in my eyes. Altering yourself in ways to live the life you want is liberating. Vulnerability is a skill/strength worth developing. My vulnerability is an act of self-love. Embracing and loving all parts of myself– the light and dark, continuously open my eyes. I’ve come to learn that there is no use of only praising and nurturing one aspect of yourself.
I’d like to note that I don’t spend too much time going into detail about specific situations. I didn’t want this to be a huge sob story. (I honestly didn’t know this is what I wanted it to be, but I caught the idea and ran with it.)
If you read this, just know I appreciate it more than I could ever express.