THE BROKEN BUTTERFLY JOURNALS # 25
I missed him, so I stopped
reading, stopped writing and decided to ask him to come in the room and
chill with me. I thought a movie would be nice, a massage and a head
start maybe. He was watching the reviews of some game on tv.. How about
he told me I was selfish, Is there anyone out there with a penis, where
did I go wrong? HUH? I just started to cry and decided I wanted back my old life. It made more sense.
I need to stop obsessing about him and focus on manifesting.
Focus is everything, which is why I'm very careful about what I choose
to focus on. Always guarding my eye gates and ears, to only let the good
in so I can stay positive and focus on good things. Some people find
the way I choose to live aggravating, but it's my life and my choice,
they need to go make some decisions of their own. This is how the broken
butterfly roll. I know myself, I know what's best for me. I've made
certain decisions along the way and while I'm willing to share my life
and compromise certain things, the things regarding my mental health and
emotional stability are written in stone. If that's hard to understand I
suggest leaving me alone.
I don't watch the news, I don't read
tabloids, I prefer not to listen to music that degrades women, I don't
indulge in watching prejudice, perverted or twisted movies, and that's
just me. This might seem geeky but that's just me. These choices were
made of necessity, because they are indeed necessary. Every man has a
right to choose. I AM woman and I have chosen. Some say I am crazy and I
live in my own world, but we all do, it just happens I'm not pointing the finger at
you.
I try not to infringe upon the rights of others. I Try to
understand their pain, I try to act accordingly, It's etched in my
brain. I require the same kindness. I fully realize that everyone has
issues and I can accept people for who they are or leave them to grow, I
require the same.
I can't be the picture you'd like to paint
And I won't get bent out of shape
I am already a masterpiece
But you keep trying to recreate me
If you can't love me the way I am
Leave me alone
To find someone who can...
-Moshia'
#icanonlybeme...
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