Tag Archive | self worth.

Survival pt 1

Today I saw a therapist, which was weird for me. It was weird because in my mind it was pointless, I felt ridiculous for engaging in an exercise in futility. After all I tried this as a child and each response is the same. They delve into what is the perceived problem and then proceed to prescribe a potent medicine regiment designed to shut all of that shit down. So today I went in with the same expectation, in my mind I was ready. I trained myself to dismiss all that had been advised, I told myself to just go through the motions. 

I entered the office, I stood there sizing up the environment unsure of what to make of it all. As I stood there lost in thought, the doctor appeared and greeted me. The doctor walked me to his office, and asked me to take a seat I get comfortable; without thinking I removed my backpack and did as I was told. I crossed my legs, ready to block all the bullshit that was to come my way. 

The doctor took a seat and crossed his legs, notepad in hand; he smiled and informed me he’d be taking notes, he then asked if it were ok, confused I nodded, thinking to myself “what choice do I really have?”

The doctor smiled a friendly smile once more, and asked what brought me in today. I studied the face of this older stranger, released a heavy sigh and asked “where do I even begin?”. He said let’s start with this year, so I began to tell him of my 2017 existence. The frustration quickly built in my voice the more I spoke on it. This was weird to me because in my mind I thought it was all alright, but I guess it wasn’t. 

Once I finished regaling him of events passed, I said it frustrates me that I’m unable to be mad about any of it, I feel so broken and ridiculous. He asked me “is this normal?”. Well to me it’s been my life so yea it is. He was like how long has this been a thing, I shared it’s literally my life. He asked me to elaborate.

Again I did as instructed, smiling the whole time at my surreal existence, He asked “Do you know your crying ?”. Without thinking I touched me cheek in disbelief. I chuckled and said “that’s weird”. 

By the end of the session the doctor had surmised that I have been storing every all my trauma in a primitive portion of my brain, so when I am forced to relive those moments, it’s as fresh as if it happened that day. It makes the trauma more real to explain, its like I’m literally in that moment. 

When the session ended, I felt raw and more chaotic internally, but more receptive to the process.

Truth is 

So I’m not worth your time at my heaviest 
But I’m worth your time now that I’m slimmer 

I’m not as slim as your preference so you propose fuck buddy

I’m not yet beautiful enough to meet your standard of beauty 

I must have pathetic low self esteem cum dumpster written on my forehead

For you to think it alright to approach me this way 

Well the truth is at my worst I was way out of your league 

And now that I’m getting my shit together you aren’t even worth the courtesy of a response 

Much less the three minutes of sweat your advertising

The truth is I know my worth and my value and I shan’t be sharing any parts of my awesome 

with you.

So take my lack of response as the most respectful decline to your offer that I can muster.
To the fuckboy who messaged me

From Goddess Hannah 

Learn to love yourself

“love doesn’t hurt you. People who don’t know how to love, hurt you. Don’t ever confuse the two”
-Steve Maroboli

I have found this to be more true each and every day.  The reason why relationships fail is because of this fundamental fact. People constantly hurt their significant other and all under the flag or banner of love.  I find myself saying true love doesn’t hurt, it’s just not possible if it’s Sincere. I was told I was wrong because people do it all the time that doesn’t mean they don’t love one another;  when in actuality that’s precisely what it means.

I have honestly loved all my exes, and have honestly and always try to do what was best for them even if it wasn’t reciprocated; which brings me to my next topic.  Love yourself. If you love yourself (which I’m learning to do)  you will never allow anyone to treat you in a manner that which is beneath you. You will not accept someone who is not on your level,  that offers excuses, that tries to pass abuse of any and all nature’s off as love.  You will know that as a man you should be treated as a king because you treat your woman as a queen,  and you ladies will know that you should be treated as queens because you treat your men as kings.

I am truly tired of people treating their significant other as royalty, while they themselves are kicked and stepped on treated as dirt. We deserve better and we are better than this.

When we demand that people meet us on our level, we can make progress and stop this vicious circle of broken hearts and jaded souls,  we can stop the damage.
There are too many of us full of love and appreciation getting damaged by those who treat love as a form of control and a game. Guys, ladies and gentlemen we deserve better. I know now that I do and so do you.