I’m looking around me and all I see are bricks. Some of my previously knocked down walls are partially build again. I can’t help but wonder where I stopped paying attention to it.
I stopped focusing on keeping the walls down, I knocked down my walls, left part of the bricks where they were and started looking at the view. I’m not hiding behind my walls anymore. But I am noticing a change in my behavior. If someone does me wrong I get mad real fast. I’m sick of being treated like a little kid. I don’t care how old I was when you met me. I don’t care how immature I was back then or how much older you are. See my progress and see me as the woman I became. I am a mother, not just a girl who gave birth to a baby. Why do some people refuse to see me for who I am now? Why do they still see me as the girl I was 4, 5 years ago? A lot has happened, a lot has changed! I get mad at those people. I will hold my tongue to keep the peace but it’s getting more and more difficult to keep this poker face. There’s only one person who knows exactly what I think and how I feel about these things. I’m sick of people who think they can get away with anything because I stay nice. I forgive, that’s what I do. I let things slide, because I know they didn’t do certain things on purpose or maybe because I like having you around. But even I have a limit. You can get away with 9 things but the 10th might be the last straw. I’m at that point. With everyone. I let everyone get away with 99 things, the last thing was the last. I’m done letting things slide. If you mess up, I will let you know and if you crossed my line, you will feel it. I deserve respect. You should stay on your A-game around me. Don’t think that you can walk over me because you’ve been in my life for a very long time. Don’t think you can walk over me because you saw me running around in my diapers. I’m a grown woman and I’d liked be treated as such! I know I was a young girl 5 years ago, but things have changed, I have changed. If you can’t see that, or won’t see that, please exit my life ASAP. I am going to be selfish from now on. That’s something that I should’ve done a long time ago. I want to be surrounded by the people who care about my wellbeing. I want to have people in my life who will support me and share my goals. If you want to chill and stay right here, that’s fine. But I intend to walk, move forward. I want to grow and reach my goals. Have my dreams come true. If you can’t walk with me, our road ends right here. If your dream is to go south while my dream is pushing me north, that’s fine but our road ends here. I’m done turning my back to where I want to go to support you on your way to your dreams. I don’t even want someone else to do that for me. I want to have those around me who have the same goal. I wouldn’t ever want someone to make a sacrifice like that for me. Everyone should follow their own dreams. You’ll find people with the same goals and dreams on your way there. I’m mad. People keep disappointing me. But it’s not even their fault. It’s my own. I am the one who lets people in my life who live a completely different life from me. It’s my fault that I have ‘friends’ who don’t care about anybody but themselves. There is one person in my life who claims to have my back through everything but never asks me how I’m doing. Someone else claims to do the same but won’t talk to me unless I call or text first. It’s MY FAULT that those people are still in my life. I should have ended our friendship the second I saw their true colors. But I cared for them so I didn’t want to lose their friendship. Actually I never had their friendship. I only thought I did. But’s even that’s ok. It’s just time for me to lose their… ‘friendship’ and move on to people who are going to be there for me. If they decide to change with me, that would be great but if they don’t, so be it. I’m going to be selfish from now on. I have to be… What are your experiences/thoughts on this topic? Please share in the comments. Or email me via the contact form. Please let me know what you want me to talk about next. Twitter/Instagram: @uGottaLoveAimee
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