I had to write this because I was informed as yuh know ah hear so ah dunno a certain Superstar celebrity in our little community always diss he woman, when he aint deny the damn woman saying is he cousin, he does bring woman right in her face, From my own experience I have seen her around for about 5 years, but the painful part is I often see her depressed one day and happy with him another, she is always there for him , she is a woman I have seen stoop to levels to show him she is a good woman or do things to accept anything he dishes out just to prove she is humble and worthy to be the one, his wife.
And yet he has disregarded her so much that no one even knows about her, he is always out there seeking and quick to cast her aside for the next best opportunity, And as soon as he finish playing he goes right back to her with a bag of stories I can only imagine, but lets step back and look at it for a moment
Often we sit and allow the pain of a broken heart and disappointment to consume us, that we become bitter and angry with others. We mask the pain, pretending that everything is ok, making our friends and family think that all is perfect and happy. But ARE WE REALLY HAPPY?
Now there's always one or two people we shoo shoo with, who we give half truths about the situation because being brutally honest about it will make us look like fools (because we're sticking around, and we know we're being fools for doing that, and we know that's what they're thinking).
So... We sit around, waiting for the opportunity to go through their phone, waiting for the opportunity to find out stuff, waiting for the opportunity to fish for information. We even go as far as picking people's mouths, manipulating situations to get information from others about the mess our partner's are doing. We try all sorts of stunts to gather details about what they're doing, yet when we find out, all we do is cuss, cry, make noise, create a scene, and keep our asses right there.
Won't it be more stress free if we didn't go snooping around for information? Because if we're going to stay, we might as well stay without the stress and paranoia. We might as well stay in the dark, cause what's the purpose of going through all of that to find out the truth and we're not going to do anything drastic but stick around and cry and resent and pretend.
Ok so we stay. Then we resent, then we keep snooping around, then we start accusing and being insecure, then THEY start avoiding the drama by staying out more, by locking their phones and avoiding anything that will give light on their extra activities. But they do not stop what they're doing. Why don't they stop? Well, after we cried and we cussed and we made a scene, we stuck around for more. So why stop and we are fun to play with? We are fun fun fun! We become the TOY, its now dollie house, Ken and Barbie....its now not real!
We are their playground, they're playing a game, taking risks and it thrills them. They don't care about how it affects us because WE don't care about how it affects us. Oh, yes we care, just not enough to walk away. Oh yes, it hurts and it pains because we have given so much of our time, energy, commitment, love and many times sacrifice. Why are they doing this to ourselves? Why Why Why??? This isn't fair! Talking to God and asking him to make things better, but not asking him to give us the courage to pump and rise us out and into better.
But do we REALLY LOVE OURSELVES?
We don't care!
We don't love ourselves.
We like to see our own tears, we like to cry, some of us are gluttons for the punishment. We like to call one or two friends and shoo shoo about the THIRD PARTY and say how they're disrespectful and they're hoes and bitches and sluts for going around our man. Our one or two shoo shoo friends listen and contribute but in their minds (this girl is one ass eh, she like dat headache). Our one or two shoo shoo friends have a conversation about our situations with one or two of their shoo shoo friends. Then next thing, everyone knows we're getting serious horn, and we taking shit because we don't love ourselves. Everyone is smiling in our faces and laughing behind our backs because we are dotish. So many nice people out here and we sticking around and selling ourselves short. We are a laughing stock. Because we do not love ourselves.
We know that other people know, but we pretend, we mask it, we make our family and friends think everything is happy and perfect because it's none of their business. Right?
Don't tell us what to do because "when so and so was horning you, you didn't do anything, so mind yuh business"
We do not love ourselves one bit. We are pretending and are our own cancers. We're slowly killing our bodies with stress and frustration, causing high blood pressure, headaches, body pain, irregular periods. We're are our own enemy. Why? We allowed it.
We wake up and continue pretending that everything is OK, Normal Normal, The cycle starts over again, when he call "babes what time you passing later, or you calling down the phone to see if the Bitch around and start drama demanding his presence to try ensure he don't go to her. At times we put the family in to try mend the fences, "Momma wanna know if you could bring de thing" on a text... Oh lawd, hold we head and cry. He knows de family, he knows how to play his way right back inside, We cuss again, we cry, we make a scene, he denies and changes the story, makes us out to be paranoid and always creating bacchanal and sends us down a guilt trip. He instils doubt to the point you and all wondering if is a mistake you making, He cools down, we cool down. He doh care if you cry and he says he is sorry and manipulates you to stop reading into everything too much because we are stressing ourselves out. Everything seems ok, he leaves... to go on to the next victim and you back in the cycle all over again, crying, fighting feeling cheated, rejected, disregarded and worthless to him.
We call our one or two shoo shoo friends and so the story goes. Another jackass story!
Watching in the mirror and we face looking Lil hard up. Stress!!! HORN aint NICE!!
I want my sisters to love themselves enough to take care of our bodies, minds, souls, health!!!
The easiest part is letting go, the hardest part is remembering while we grieve, and upholding ourselves to the point we remember the pain enough to say I not going back there EVER and maintain that strength giving ourselves the time to heal and discover our own beauty.
Not willing to realise we are worthy and any man willing to treat us with such remorse will, HE does not deserve us!
Wake up my sisters!!!
Thanks Q
And yet he has disregarded her so much that no one even knows about her, he is always out there seeking and quick to cast her aside for the next best opportunity, And as soon as he finish playing he goes right back to her with a bag of stories I can only imagine, but lets step back and look at it for a moment
Often we sit and allow the pain of a broken heart and disappointment to consume us, that we become bitter and angry with others. We mask the pain, pretending that everything is ok, making our friends and family think that all is perfect and happy. But ARE WE REALLY HAPPY?
Now there's always one or two people we shoo shoo with, who we give half truths about the situation because being brutally honest about it will make us look like fools (because we're sticking around, and we know we're being fools for doing that, and we know that's what they're thinking).
So... We sit around, waiting for the opportunity to go through their phone, waiting for the opportunity to find out stuff, waiting for the opportunity to fish for information. We even go as far as picking people's mouths, manipulating situations to get information from others about the mess our partner's are doing. We try all sorts of stunts to gather details about what they're doing, yet when we find out, all we do is cuss, cry, make noise, create a scene, and keep our asses right there.
Won't it be more stress free if we didn't go snooping around for information? Because if we're going to stay, we might as well stay without the stress and paranoia. We might as well stay in the dark, cause what's the purpose of going through all of that to find out the truth and we're not going to do anything drastic but stick around and cry and resent and pretend.
Ok so we stay. Then we resent, then we keep snooping around, then we start accusing and being insecure, then THEY start avoiding the drama by staying out more, by locking their phones and avoiding anything that will give light on their extra activities. But they do not stop what they're doing. Why don't they stop? Well, after we cried and we cussed and we made a scene, we stuck around for more. So why stop and we are fun to play with? We are fun fun fun! We become the TOY, its now dollie house, Ken and Barbie....its now not real!
We are their playground, they're playing a game, taking risks and it thrills them. They don't care about how it affects us because WE don't care about how it affects us. Oh, yes we care, just not enough to walk away. Oh yes, it hurts and it pains because we have given so much of our time, energy, commitment, love and many times sacrifice. Why are they doing this to ourselves? Why Why Why??? This isn't fair! Talking to God and asking him to make things better, but not asking him to give us the courage to pump and rise us out and into better.
But do we REALLY LOVE OURSELVES?
We don't care!
We don't love ourselves.
We like to see our own tears, we like to cry, some of us are gluttons for the punishment. We like to call one or two friends and shoo shoo about the THIRD PARTY and say how they're disrespectful and they're hoes and bitches and sluts for going around our man. Our one or two shoo shoo friends listen and contribute but in their minds (this girl is one ass eh, she like dat headache). Our one or two shoo shoo friends have a conversation about our situations with one or two of their shoo shoo friends. Then next thing, everyone knows we're getting serious horn, and we taking shit because we don't love ourselves. Everyone is smiling in our faces and laughing behind our backs because we are dotish. So many nice people out here and we sticking around and selling ourselves short. We are a laughing stock. Because we do not love ourselves.
We know that other people know, but we pretend, we mask it, we make our family and friends think everything is happy and perfect because it's none of their business. Right?
Don't tell us what to do because "when so and so was horning you, you didn't do anything, so mind yuh business"
We do not love ourselves one bit. We are pretending and are our own cancers. We're slowly killing our bodies with stress and frustration, causing high blood pressure, headaches, body pain, irregular periods. We're are our own enemy. Why? We allowed it.
We wake up and continue pretending that everything is OK, Normal Normal, The cycle starts over again, when he call "babes what time you passing later, or you calling down the phone to see if the Bitch around and start drama demanding his presence to try ensure he don't go to her. At times we put the family in to try mend the fences, "Momma wanna know if you could bring de thing" on a text... Oh lawd, hold we head and cry. He knows de family, he knows how to play his way right back inside, We cuss again, we cry, we make a scene, he denies and changes the story, makes us out to be paranoid and always creating bacchanal and sends us down a guilt trip. He instils doubt to the point you and all wondering if is a mistake you making, He cools down, we cool down. He doh care if you cry and he says he is sorry and manipulates you to stop reading into everything too much because we are stressing ourselves out. Everything seems ok, he leaves... to go on to the next victim and you back in the cycle all over again, crying, fighting feeling cheated, rejected, disregarded and worthless to him.
We call our one or two shoo shoo friends and so the story goes. Another jackass story!
Watching in the mirror and we face looking Lil hard up. Stress!!! HORN aint NICE!!
I want my sisters to love themselves enough to take care of our bodies, minds, souls, health!!!
The easiest part is letting go, the hardest part is remembering while we grieve, and upholding ourselves to the point we remember the pain enough to say I not going back there EVER and maintain that strength giving ourselves the time to heal and discover our own beauty.
Not willing to realise we are worthy and any man willing to treat us with such remorse will, HE does not deserve us!
Wake up my sisters!!!
Thanks Q
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