Yesterday I got my feelings hurt by my own mom.
Yesterday I faced up to some facts.
First off I have to remove that which causes harm to me and my lifestyle.
Second I have to take responsibility for my own actions and reactions. In other words I too need to grow up a bit more.
Third, I need to realize that I am not a door mat and I do deserve to be treated better. I need to set my value higher, expect more, demand more, and take less crap.
Four, saying "NO" is okay. I don't have to please everybody all of the time. Why should I when they don't try to please me?
Five, life is about the survival of the fittest. Maybe my genes aren't fit to pass on but I'm going to give it all I've got until they tell me I'm being unreasonable.
Number six, friendship, love, admiration and respect are all fine gifts. They aren't earned easily nor given lightly. If you are my friend it is because you have shown the qualities of friendship that I deem necessary in that relationship we have. I expect the same with what I give to you.
Last, number seven, lucky number seven. I need to come first because in the end I take care of me.
I am who I am because of my relationships, my past experiences and what I go through each and every day just to get out of bed. I try to make each new day a new chance at life. Some days I fail other days I succeed. I prefer to not be defined by my infertility, fibromyalgia, food allergies, hypertension, etc. I prefer to be defined by my personality, accomplishments, and interests. However, I do need special considerations as needed for my medical conditions.
Today my tears have dried.
Today I apologize for not being the best me possible.
Today I put my big girl panties on.
