I’ve been soooooo focused on myself and my son that I’m mostly unbothered now. Like… it is what it is. I don’t have time or energy to be wasting on people who only want to provide me chaos.
I’m really loving how I look with a septum and both nose piercings. Like, my confidence levels skyrocketed after getting it done. Now wait until I get slim thick sexy. Then I won’t know how to act.
I’m a lot better at handling the hard shit than some of the people that try and take control of me. Like don’t underestimate me. I got trauma, but I got the kind of trauma that makes me protective and productive when needed.
I wish certain people had more faith and trust in me because, yeah. I’m dramatic and a crybaby most times but in the hardest moments, I’ve stepped up and did what needed to be done. I’ve proven it many times before too so idk why they act like I can’t handle the hard shit.
Because no matter how dramatic I can be, when the time comes, I always rise to the occasion and get shit done. No matter how hard it is and no matter if I have a support system or not.
While venting to my office roommate about my dad’s death, I came to the realization that I really wish I had better support for that whole situation than I did.
Yall ever been elbowed in the nose right after you just got a septum piercing by a toddler and had to resist the normal immediate hand throwing reaction?