What’s more offensive? When someone outrightly tells you they disagree with your ways or those who assure you they will act according to your wishes and yet do things differently behind your back? Then apologize when they get caught but continue to do things the way they want when you’re not around.
I am tired of feeling pissed and upset. I don’t appreciate people who are just lip service. I want sincere and truthful people in my life whom I know I can trust and count on. I’ve done all I can to communicate my concern and wishes for what I feel is best for my little one but it falls on deaf ears.
Neither can I take drastic measures to have my way lest I hurt people that I love. This is it. You can’t change people. They won’t change for you either. I am done letting other people’s actions antagonize and upset me. I don’t deserve this to feel like this.
This is why you got to kill your emotions sometimes and be all nonchalant. Other people are going to take things to their own hands regardless of what you think and say even if you’re the mother. Deal with it, let it go and stop letting them dictate your mood.
The end of June brings back many memories and I get mixed up whose birthday lies on twenty-something. Most of all I almost but not quite forget it’s today… The ninth year since we’ve gotten together.
It’s amazing how time flies. Nope we didn’t celebrate. There wasn’t a need to. He wished me and gave me hugs and kisses. That’s all I need today. ꒰·͡ुˑ·ཻू꒱ෆ⃛
I cooked for R on Father’s Day for his first celebration as a father. That’s not something I do often.
It surprised me that I really enjoyed the cooking process and that’s strange because I thought it’s crazy to have to work all day and come back to prepare dinner but it felt exciting to do so probably cause I don’t do it everyday. I wanted to know what my food would taste like. And it makes me happy that R likes it.
Anyone can fall in love and enjoy a period of extreme passion. The challenging part comes on working to make a relationship last, not two years, three years but a life time.