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Walking away isn't "Giving Up"

9/17/2019

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Sometimes it's the only option you have. Sometimes walking away is the healthiest thing you can do. Sometimes saying "I've had enough" is the most generous thing you can do for yourself and those involved. Of course, whoever is on the receiving end of this conversation may tell you that your "giving up", but the question I have is what are you giving up by subjecting yourself to whatever it is longer?
I know I've been in situations where if I stuck around that would mean my mental health would suffer. I don't just mean romantic relationships, but it may be a job, a friendship, or even a phone plan. We shouldn't damn someone who has had enough. You will always have those people that when the going gets tough they get going, but for the most part not everyone is out to end relationships and close all those around them out. Most people want and need that human interaction, but we have to be mindful of what we are willing to stick around for and work through. We have to make tough calls on situations that may be worth walking away from. Not every relationship is salvageable. Hell, look at the guy who went from Sprint "Can you hear me now? Good", to the Verizon Red Check Mark. Not all relationships are made to stand the test of time. And it is your responsibility to keep yourself in mind.

Walking away from a toxic situation, environment, or person doesn't mean that you are "giving up" or that you are "childish" or "overreacting". It simply means that the pros no longer out-weigh the cons. The definition of insanity is literally doing the same thing over & over but expecting a different outcome. If we continue to subject ourselves to the same toxicity over & over, we will have the same outcome time and time again. Listen to what your inner monologue is telling you- you'll know when it't time to take a step back... even if you don't realize it. 

Walking away doesn't always mean forever either. If you have been around for a while, you know I am a firm believer in seasons. Some people are only around for one or two, and some last through years of seasons with you. But there are a few who may come and go as seasons and you change. You will need certain people in your life for whatever growth stage you are at, and others aren't as prominent- but they may be on the next go around. 
Remain humble however if you are the one who is being walked away from. You may not be a "bad person", but you may not be what someone else needs.

All I am saying, is know your limits and respect them. You don't have to stay in a friendship that is no longer bringing you joy or may have turned one sided. You are allowed to end a marriage if you are too different of people now. Sometimes, that happens; we are humans and we grow- we were never meant to stay the same. You are allowed to go and change & so is everyone you come into contact with.



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I wonder if you think about me

9/10/2019

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​I wonder if you think about what kind of person I am. I wonder if you question if you made the right choice, I wonder if you regret walking away from me. I wonder if you are happier and just moved on with your life. I think about these things from time to time. Some times it feels like its been decades since we spoke last, others it feels like a few weeks. The last time we spoke to each other was three months before I got married...
It was the last time you acknowledged me.

I wonder if it was easy for you to pretend I didn't exist. I often question if you would be proud if you knew what all I had accomplished so far. I wonder if you would go to football games with me, or constantly question me about babies like mom does. I hope that the decision to cut me out was the best one for you, because as the years have slowly gone by, I've moved on as well. See, all of my favorite things about myself are you... weather I admit it most days or not. I have your sense of humor, your ability to make friends, and really, really good hair. It's been eight years since we lived under the same roof, four since we spoke last, and three since I've seen you. I wonder if you saw me in the street if you would wave or just keep walking. I wonder if you think about these things as well. I heard you met someone new & moved in together... does she know about me? If so, what have you told her? Am I the bad guy or does she know the truth and love you anyway? There are so many things I wonder, so many things that in time, I'll forget. 
​You made me understand that just because someone doesn't want you, that doesn't mean you are worthless. My worth comes from me & what I decide. I've done so much in life so far and I'm not close to being done, you missed out & that's okay. I want you to know that I am okay, because someone else stepped in and filled those shoes and then some. I call someone else "My Dad" now, I won't live with regret, hell you might not either.

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See, my dad walked out of my life when I was 20... he never looked back. It's a story so many people have; one that a parent decided they didn't want to be one any more & left you hanging. Life can be shit sometimes and unfair, but it's the unfair things that make you grow & learn more about yourself. Of course no one deserves what happens from time to time, but at the end of the day- you mean something to someone, and everything to others. You can't base your self love on who loves you
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What the Plastic Surgeon did for Me

8/23/2019

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My views on myself  have changed since taking a job with a plastic surgeon. I love my job and it is honestly the most perfect job that I could ever have. It’s like I have finally found “my people”.

Before, I always imagined people who got plastic surgery as women with huge lips and breasts. Now, I see it so differently. There is such a taboo that comes along with plastics, yet my DM’s are filled with girls who have questions. So, here’s what working for a plastic surgeon has done for me.
First, it changed the way I look at myself. I thought I would be so much more self-conscious about my looks, but it’s the complete opposite. Not that I don’t still have things that I don’t like, but I now know that there’s a name for the things I have issues with. For example, I have hooded eyes, I hate them… I could get an upper blepharoplasty which is a quick procedure to fix that. And knowing that makes me feel so much better about it. Obviously its common if there is a whole procedure for it, and millions of other people have this issue to, so I’m definitely not odd.
I’ve learned that not liking things about my looks is completely normal, and it’s okay. It perfectly acceptable to be a little vain. I feel like we try to act like we just “don’t care”, especially as women we hide the self-consciousness because we don’t want people to look at us differently.

We post on Facebook for a recommendation for lip filler because we would like to enhance what we already have, and we are flooded with comments about how we need to think about what our children may think because our girls are impressionable. Or that we “don’t need that stuff”. That one is literally my favorite, I hear it once a week. And I’m sure that the people saying this mean well, but it comes off as condescending. People always assume if you get Botox/ Filler, lipo, hell a facelift that you will automatically look over done. So, let me say it louder for the people in the back… THAT. IS. NOT. ACCURATE. Say it with me,
​IT’S. NOT. MY. DECISION. TO. MAKE.


Stop degrading people who want to change something about themselves, if it makes them feel good, what’s the harm?
Working for a plastic surgeon has done so much more for my self-confidence than any girl power book could have. It’s crazy, but I will be forever grateful for this part of my journey in life.



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Having Anxiety doesn't make you Broken.

8/17/2019

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 Anxiety looks different in literally everyone. Some bite their nails, and others constantly fidget.  Anxiety is a silent entity that shows itself in everyday actions, and words. My anxiety feels, looks, and acts differently than yours. Mine feels like a tight sheet wrapped around my body, continuously getting tighter as I feel more. My anxiety shows itself in my perfectionism, as well as my procrastination. Something as simple as making a phone call to schedule something will send a wave of palatalization over me, but I know I need to do it. It is something so simple, yet when I put it off, I feel horrible, but I cannot compel myself to actually complete the task. I also cannot help feeling like people were just talking about me when I walk into a room. I know how narcissistic that sounds, but it's my truth.  I am constantly wondering if so-and-so likes me, or if I am being annoying to them, it is literally the worst feeling in the world to always feel that high strung. My anxiety also shows its ugly head in a way that is not as "normal"...

See I hear things that aren't really there. No, I don't think I'm God, or have people talking to me. It's more like every day noises. The silverware drawer closing, the door- stopper bouncing back and forth, the front door closing. It's noises that I hear day in and day out; noises that become so repetitive that when they happen, most of us don't hear them. I also on occasion feel the need to touch things multiple times. Not in a way that I must count how many times I touch the door knob, but more like if I catch something weird, I feel the need to do it with my other hand, so they feel "even". I know that little bit may seem a little crazy, but most of the time those around me have absolutely no idea what’s going on. I, as I'm sure most who deal with severe anxiety have learned to conceal in and make sure that no one around them notices.

I struggle to remember things all the time. Did I cut off my hair straightener? Did I remember to let the dogs back in before leaving for work? I have gotten three quarters of the way to work and turned around just to make sure I let them in on more than one occasion. I have never forgotten my girls outside, ever, and I know in the back of my mind that I let them in, but it just takes over; the "what if". Most days I have a good handle on it, and others I feel like I'm playing catch up with myself. I have started a new way of remembering that I did something though, and as silly as it is, it works for me. So, when I turn off my hair tool, I tap the counter... not in a weird way or anything, just a little tap tap. And when I let my girls in the house, I say goodbye to them individually and out loud, sometimes if I can already feel that it is going to be an off day, I'll also clap. See, I remember the part of my morning that is out of routine, the tapping and the clapping. You may be reading thins thinking I'm insane, but it helps me regain some control of my own mind. 

This is just a short glimpse into my brain and how it works. This may make some of you think I am crazy, and hell I might be. I'd rather be aware and acknowledge my "quirks", than try and hide them and never be able to talk them through with others who deal with the same thing. It is a part of what makes me, me & I am okay with that. Anxiety doesn't make you broken, if anything it makes you resilient. You wake up with your own issues and still get shit done. So, pat yourself on the back if you deal with any inner issues, you are not alone. 

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To the Girl without A Tribe

8/7/2019

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​You is smart, you is kind, you is important. Remember that.

We all see them, those groups of girls who have been best friends since high school who are all insanely beautiful and look like they are just doing life better than the rest of us. Always out with each other, in weddings, their boyfriends are friends. It's all just so... cute. It may be difficult to not get jealous even. But know this, that there are far more girls like you, girls who don't have a"tribe", girls who have many friends in different circles, or girls who have a few close friends. Who knows, you may have just one best friend and a couple acquaintances; people who haven't quite got the pleasure of getting to know just how wonderful you are yet.

Whatever girl you are, know that it is okay. Those groups are amazing too! If you are part of one of those girl tribes, you go Glenn Co Co, you go! Because it takes so much work to maintain and nurture relationships for so long. But today, I am talking to those girls who stand alone, the ones who float from circle to circle, without a care. You my dear are not broken because you don't have a large group of girls on your coat tails every Saturday night. It doesn't make you odd, or mean that you are not likable because you don't hang out with the same people every week.

Look at is a strength, that you are that independent that you make your own rain, and you dance to the beat of your own drum. If you make enough music, people will dance. They may dance with you for a season, or for your entire life. Either way, remember that you are not alone, in being the girl who migrates without a set knit of friends. There are more girls like you than you realize.


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