You know what I discovered? I was the only person coming out the loser all the time, because other folks went on with their lives. I did all the changing and accommodating, while the family members in question continued to be who they were. You see how that mess works? I was the one all broken down until I induced illness. I spent more time in the ER in 1 month than my entire life up until that point.
I sit here thinking to myself: what the hell were you smoking? Why did you allow yourself to be at such a disadvantage and for what? A fake sense of “happiness”. Really? Sometimes you have to go through things boys and girls. Life’s lessons are hard, but necessary. I had to suffer through years of emotional dishonesty with myself, which is the saddest thing of all.
I finally left that world behind or so I thought, but there are times when I slide back into the familiar and have to check myself. It’s gotten a hell of a lot better with time, but you must always stay vigilant when it comes to your mental and emotional health.
I’m gonna let Badu take it from here…