Hope everyone is having a very joy filled blessed day.
The post below was in my drafts. There are some things that come across in this post that make me remember how it used to be. Things aren’t how they used to be. Meaning I’m starting from the beginning once again. But there is power behind humbling yourself and starting all over again.
I guess this is my way of reminding myself to never give up. Things could be worse.
Hey, what’s up everyone!
Hope you’re getting ready for the weekend. I can’t say that there is anything to be excited about because there’s not. Days just seem to mess in with one another.
Well… I have a little more than 2 weeks before I’ll be moving out. At first I was a little uneasy about it. I’m not saying that I’m completely okay about it, but at least I know I’m working towards something bigger. I just wish I could say what it was. As you know when you put an idea out there that hasn’t been legally spoken for, someone can steal it, and I’m not for that.
Aside from that, I was thinking of how you could be in love with someone, then that love turns to hate or disgust… That’s exactly how I’m feeling towards my “Roommate”. He may not be a bad person, he’s just not the person for me. I know I’ve spoken about this time and time again; that’s mainly because I have to see his a** every day.
I’ve jut been praying he says nothing to me. I want to keep the same energy going forward. Think about it: Going to sign a lease, believing you and your lover are only going through a spat. Then a few weeks later he breaks up with you. How would you feel? What would you do? This whole year has had it’s good and it’s bad; but I’m going to leave this on a high note. At least I figured out what I wanted to do. I can thank him for that.
At least being with him gave me time to reflect on the things that are really important to me. Before I moved with him all I did was work, watch television and sleep all day. The days went by like minutes, and that was do to me not having anything in my life I could be proud of. For the longest time I felt like if I didn’t have a man or a child, I was a failure. Well…. I still don’t have either one and I feel damn good about myself. I’m pushing towards accomplishing something not most people contemplate.
It really has been a struggle to push and keep that same ambition, especially when you aren’t getting sales on the regular. But I’ve grown to understand; you only get sales when someone has tried your product and they love it. Then word of mouth begins to happen and other people want to try it because someone they know has tried it and loves it. I guess I have to wait for that time. One thing’s for sure; I’m never going to give up!
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