When will Thanksgiving come?
I wished sometimes I could be a politician. Someone who could just win you over with some smile or some wink of the eye. But no. Tonight I cried because I couldn't take it anymore. It wasn't even the big things in my life that made me cry... it was the fact that I was being disrespected. I mean, I can come off as very caddy or very bitchy at times, mostly my sarcasm is taken to heart when people should know by now how I operate.
I was hurt. By friends. I mean they took it as some kind of joke, but I saw it as a sign that they don't respect my items. Thus, not respecting me.
I've had conversations with my ex, Kevin, about how I really need to let myself go out there and social butterfly, and things like this happen. I'm a very emotional person. I get that from my mother. I get hurt. I toss myself into situations sometimes where I know that I’ll be affected. I'm hurt at the moment.
Sometimes I just think, maybe it woulda been better if I learned to stand up for myself. I'm really working on that.
I was hurt. By friends. I mean they took it as some kind of joke, but I saw it as a sign that they don't respect my items. Thus, not respecting me.
I've had conversations with my ex, Kevin, about how I really need to let myself go out there and social butterfly, and things like this happen. I'm a very emotional person. I get that from my mother. I get hurt. I toss myself into situations sometimes where I know that I’ll be affected. I'm hurt at the moment.
Sometimes I just think, maybe it woulda been better if I learned to stand up for myself. I'm really working on that.