No time for bull shit

I am at an age where I will no longer compromise myself for others. This is just who I am. Either you’re here for it or you’re not. But I have no time for bull shit.

The last several years have been trying, to say the least. I’ve always been the person who puts others first, has guilt about asking for help, never pushes for my way even if it’s right, and does anything to avoid conflict. I over apologize and take the blame because it’s just easier that way. It’s my fault. I’m sorry. I am continually going against who I am as a person to make people feel better. I have done nothing but accommodate others and never myself. NEVER. And frankly I am sick of it. It’s corrosive.

I’m 36 years old. And I’m finally forming my life. I have found genuine, deep-in-your-soul happiness. I am learning to conquer my mental health demons one day at a time. I no longer have guilt for working on self-care. And I want to grow old with my person and watch our kids succeed. I am shaping myself and my life into what I want it to be. You can get on board or get out the way. But I will no longer concede to another’s demands or adjust my life path to please someone else.

I am at a juncture where I just do not care to impress or appease you. If you walked out of my life right now or never gave me the respect that I’ve earned, then so be it. Deuces. BYE! I don’t need you. Take note, that I won’t be there if you decide to come around when it’s convenient. I’m only putting my energy and emotions towards people who accept and support me for who I am and have always accepted and supported me.

It may have taken me three and a half decades to reach this critical point but can I just say…it feels amazing. πŸ’›