“I CAN BE CHANGE BY WHAT HAPPENS TO ME. BUT I REFUSED TO BE REDUCED BY IT”.
Long ago, Ive developed fear of being hurt. Past relationships we’re not the best. At the time, I thought I was going to get somewhere. There was an actual destination. It appears the only thing they cared about was my sacrifice but not in return.
Long ago, they never cared or gave consideration that I had two children to raise on my own. Yet they always needed something. Drive my car, don’t come back until the next day. Didn’t even care to help with the bills.
Long ago, I felt stupid as a mother, and as a working educated woman, I felt depleted of my self respect. Because, I was so in love. I didn’t know what Love was.
Long ago, I was searching for a missing part of me to be filled. A part of I lost long ago or something I never had as a child. I thought, or hope that one day things will get better and they will help me and show me that they loved me just like I deserved.
Long ago, I’ve build myself confidence, and not allowing my self to fall for words because I’m lacking something that I need. My focus are on my kids they deserve better a mom that puts them first.
Long ago, I decided to learn how to spot Tarzan looking for her Jane by selling her the world. I protect my cubs. They need a mom that’s together not a broken mom from deceitful hopeless love.
In the words of Maya Angelou :
-“I CAN BE CHANGE BY WHAT HAPPENS TO ME. BUT I REFUSED TO BE REDUCED BY IT”.
My Mental Memoirs