Happy Sunday! I hope you all are doing well. It seems everyone is feeling the effects of Mercury being in Retrograde. Yes…Yikes! I am too. Solidarity my people! 🥴. I’m not sure If I posted this piece before but twice is just as nice, no?
According to my precious iPhone notes, I wrote this in November of 2018. I’m always surprised when I find gems in my notes. This is because my mind moves so quickly. I write things down (short memory) then move to another idea at the speed of light 🤦🏾♀️. I am also EASILY distracted.
As for the GIF, I’m hoping it answers the flood of questions I have been getting from people about my love life. It seems they’re never satisfied with my answers. You hate to see it!
I think when relationships/situationships end, we tend to rush into thinking about the next thing, the next person, the next relationship instead of focusing on self-reflection, self-love and getting to the root of why we attract toxic people. I am speaking directly to us who tend to date the same type of character, over and over again. I wrote a poem about this too. Yep, I used the dreaded word toxic. Certain people are trying to ban this word from existence and they all seem to reside on Twitter. And yes, I dragged myself as well. I am not above dragging myself.
I told a friend recently that there are people don’t know how to be alone. At all! So it does make sense that the idea of the next thing is comforting to them. I almost wrote a line about narcissists but that topic is a lot to unpack and I don’t want to unpack this right now…or EVER…👀
So, all I want from these people is to PLEASE just let me find myself in peace 🥴. I promise I am making progress. All love though.
Last night, I asked God to do something.
And when it happened, I was in complete shock.
Shock,
because of how quickly he did it.
But also in a state of horror because it’s not the answer I thought he would have given me.
I went through the motions that night.
I cried.
I wallowed.
I felt defeated.
Everything seemed bleak.
But then I woke up this morning.
Somber but alright.
And I think that’s the point.
Every morning when I wake, my strength will be restored.
Little by little,
until I’m better than alright.
Xoxo,LovePeaceMascara
