Mistakes

I’ve played the bad and bougie role and ended up with a credit score in the five hundred range and materialistic items that I’ve either misplaced, outgrown, or couldn’t maintain.

I’ve sat in the side jawn seat and ended up with a broken heart and a belief that true love is only found in fairytales – I’m not a princess; therefore, I couldn’t be worthy.

I’ve drank excessively in a moment of celebration and ended up with a headache that didn’t respond to treatment and vomiting that couldn’t be controlled.

I’ve made mistakes!

The mistakes I’ve made aren’t as important as the lessons I’ve learned – the mistakes you’ve made aren’t as important as the lessons you’ve learned!

The trick here is to learn from the mistake and not harbor thoughts, feelings, nor emotions that cause you to spiral downward deeper into it. Not being able to forgive yourself limits your growth! Not being able to let go keeps you entrapped.

On more than one occasion mistakes will happen, that’s guaranteed! Some will walk away unscathed while others will have victory scars – both have a success story to tell!

Success takes a lot of work and won’t be achieved quickly. For me that process involved limiting my buying to items I need and can justify purchasing, severing a relationship that I’d grown comfortable with but couldn’t advance in, and recognizing a family disposition to alcohol intolerance – I still enjoy a nice cocktail but I know my individual limit and cut myself off before reaching it.

Pinpoint the mistakes you’re currently trapped in and write out a plan to free yourself from it. Make your steps manageable, something you can chomp away at day by day and start working on it tomorrow. Remember that to err is human so it’s likely that you’ll mess up again, don’t wallow in that moment.

Mistakes are to be learned from not lived in!

The Eyes Don’t Lie

Allow me to tell you a story about a teenager in love. It’s a classic girl meets boy story, but the ending is anything but happily ever after.

At sixteen she was in love from the moment he expressed interest. If she was versed on listening to what was said she would have heard what he said, sadly she’d never been taught.

He never promised her the world, he never expressed an interest in commitment but him wanting her was all that she needed to plan a wedding in her thoughts. Her imaginary children had names, her house a picket fence, and yes …. there was a tiny dog in the front yard.

One day someone approached her with boastful energy and spoke some dream shattering words. She turned to him for clarity, and trusted his truth – unfortunately it wasn’t hers.

Years passed and she still held on to her painted picture, although reality altered the vision. She’d experienced life with other people but never shook the desire to go back to him, and so she did. She learned to live with hurt because it was more bearable than the pain of not being with him.

SHE LEARNED TO LIVE WITH HURT…..

she began to accept hurt …

she trended towards people that hurt her….

she equated hurt with love….

She silently lived a hurt filled life until an elder poured wisdom into her. This woman of ripe age sat her down and said your eyes – I look in your eyes and can tell your smile is a lie. The entire conversation, which lasted all of 10 minutes, focused on the need for her to love herself more.

I said in the beginning this wasn’t a happily ever after story, but now that I reflect it really is. There’s no marriage of a lifetime nor was a child born, but she walked away from his hurt and created her own reality…. one free from pain of not being with him!

Believe that you deserve better and spend each day strengthening your ability to walk away. There’s no weakness in needing help, everyone could use a listening ear from time to time. You deserve to be loved, and that shouldn’t hurt. Your eyes tell truths your lips never speak, one day someone will see through your smile.