Because you need more than love

To those who know me personally, it may come as a shock to you that I’ve had my boundaries pushed my whole life. I’m not going to get into a deep dive on me but I will tell you this from the bottom of my heart and please believe me when I say, that you do not have to change, move, dissolve your boundaries for ANYBODY. This includes your mother, your spouse, your children, your best friend since childhood, or your boss. You do not have to compromise disrespect, your peace, your core values, any part of you to make someone else happy. You do not need to please others to be loved. Do not water down your pain, your grief so that others feel less guilty. This is not your issue! Your only concern is to love you. Take care of yourself because if you don’t, nobody else will either. Having boundaries earns respect, love, and honor. If they don’t respect, love and honor you, then let them go. Because what you allow will continue. You are not responsible for making others happy, keeping them at peace, or removing guilt. Protect your emotional health and set boundaries. Make them clear and do not waiver. Now pick up your crowns kings and queens and carry on! ❤️

Face Value

Face value! The words I keep using and applying to people and situations. The definition means to accept someone or something just as it appears; to believe that the way things appear is the way they really are. I’m learning to stop asking why, or wondering. I’m learning to quit justifying or making excuses for people or situations. I find that using my energy for only things I can change or control, which generally narrows down to only my life is the best way to let things go. It’s exhausting to try to change people, just let them be. If they want to reach out, they will. If they say something you don’t understand. Don’t stay awake and wonder, ask them. Take them and situations exactly as they appear. We all know that we are not going to take a baked potato to a pizza by pushing a button. We are not going to do that with people or situations either. And like I told a friend of mine. If someone takes a dollar out of your cash register, accept it and act on it. If they will take a dollar the first time, they’ll take a five, ten, or twenty the next time. When they come back the next time, that’s on you. Accept they are a thief and quit making excuses for them or justifying their actions. I’ve always tried to see the best in people. I’m long-suffering and a believer in second chances but I’m learning, I’m applying and I am finding a lot more energy by believing that baked potatoes will never ever be pizzas.

9/11 Challenge

I’ve watched for the past week and in recent days, the interviews of children, spouses, and families that were traumatized from 9/11. It’s been 20 years later and they still have vivid memories and painful ones. They still have bad days when grief comes at the most unexpected time. As an empath, I can hardly watch it. I can just feel the pain through the screen. This is the perfect picture of grief and trauma. Trauma will make you remember the most vivid memories, every detail, down to the smell. It will make you have flashbacks and build your life moving forward on those excruciating feelings. Although many of us have not experienced anything like 9/11, the trauma, the grief is still the same. Our stuff is our stuff and it’s just as real to us as it is to every single person 9/11 impacted. You can’t measure or compare emotional pain. If we know or met someone that was there that day 20 years ago, I’m sure we’d treat them with kindness, love, maybe buy their coffee or lunch. That’s how we should be treating everyone because everyone has some level of grief and pain and trauma in their life. Remember “love your neighbor as you would love yourself.” We should also be loving ourselves the same way. Treat yourself, you’ve been through enough with your stuff. Give yourself the greatest gift of all LOVE ❤️

In honor of 9/11 today, let’s challenge ourselves and be kind to everyone you meet. Imagine they were there that day. Buy someone something. Do your love language. Show mercy, compassion, and patience. Make it go viral! #911challenge

The Mask

Remember when we were children and we got dressed up for Halloween? I always looked forward to Halloween and trick or treating but I remember it was work. I remember working to put the costume together. Working to put the makeup on, keep the costume on and it was real work to keep the mask on. I was rather sweating underneath that cheap piece of plastic, held by a rubber string, which sometimes broke, or I was lifting the mask to breathe and see where I was going. I was miserable but I wanted the candy.

I think that is how we are as adults now. We wear a plastic mask that keeps us working. We are working to keep a mask on that portrays us different than what we are. We wear the mask to hide the traumas, the pains and hurts. The stories we can’t tell are hidden behind the mask. I know, it’s tiring to continually say “I’m ok” when you’re not ok. I know it’s a lie when you say “I’m fine”, but you’re not fine. It’s miserable to wear the mask every day. All for what? People that have the same or similar issues as you.

I know, I understand, I’ve been there and I’ve done that, still wear my mask some days. I got tired of working to keep a mask on to hide my issues, the same or similar issues that you have, that so many others have. Masking problems doesn’t solve them. Covering wounds does not allow healing. When you get tired of working, not being able to breathe and not being able to see, you’ll take your mask off and you’ll find others that have taken their mask off too. Everyone is fighting different devils on different levels. It’s ok, not to be ok! You can take your mask off now to breathe.

Trust God

If you have read my Dealing to Healing story, you may remember the quote from my therapist “I share your excitement. Your whole life has prepared you for your Dealing to Healing project. Very much looking forward to hearing all. With love, respect, and many blessings, your favorite shrink.” If you noticed she used the word project. If you’ve seen my YouTube video, you’ve heard the word project. I purposely have used that word because I don’t want to call Dealing to Healing, just a website, a blog, a social media platform. I’m not going to label anything that I’m not sure what it is going to be. I’m trusting God will take it where I need to be and allowing it to unfold organically. It’s been suggested that I write a book, that I move forward in other avenues. While I’m honored and appreciate all suggestions, I want to be still until I know that it is definitely in the plan. We can make all the plans we want in life but things can change in a snap. What you plan, what you dream, what you want, may not be the direction of steps ordered. I believe often we get ahead of the flow by labeling things, trying to direct it or redirect it, and not leaving room for more. I think about how many times I’ve labeled something, settled for what I thought I deserved but it could’ve been so much more. It’s a lesson that I don’t want to repeat. I believe in planning, and preparing but if life throws us a curve, know that it was for our protection, for our good. Sometimes it’s not a stop sign, sometimes it’s just a speed bump. Allow it and trust God with your whole heart. You’ll find out it will be better than you could ever plan or dream.

You’ll be ok, just not today

I wanna talk about grief today. It’s a painful day, for me, my son, and his dad’s family. Today would’ve been my son’s dad’s 60th birthday.

Grief is so unmanageable. We never know when that smell, that song, that memory is going to pop in our mind. We never know when it’s going to happen or where we are going to be. That pain hits you so hard that you lose your breath, you lose sight and the sound of everything around you. Pain so deep, that you lose control of your body. Y’all know that pain? You do if you’ve ever lost someone you love. Sometimes the pain of losing the living is as painful as losing the dead.

And grief changes you, usually forever. If you’ve read my Dealing to Healing Story, then you know I’ve had a series of losses. In 4 years, I’ve lost 4 people, that each had my heart. With each loss, I’ve changed. A loss will make you decide very quickly what is important, more importantly, what is not important. It will make you pray a prayer as you’ve never prayed before in your life. It will make you remove masks, become real and raw. Grief will quickly introduce you to denial, anger, bargaining, and depression. Some days they are like a snowflake, other days like an avalanche. Yes, my friend grief is the deepest pain you’ll ever feel.

To you that is grieving, carrying the pain of a loss, you are not alone. Your heart is broken and it will never be the same, you’ll be ok, just not today.

Locks are on the inside of addiction

A friend shared with me part of her story. I listened to her share her dreams about her future and what she felt was best for her because she wasn’t exactly happy where she was now. She wanted to start a new life in a new city, a new home, a new job, make new friends, and build a new life. I understood that, as a person that left my hometown to start a new life in Atlanta. She told me that the naysayers called her crazy, said she wouldn’t make it. I laughed out loud and said they want you to stay unhappy and stuck, like them. Some people choose misery and staying stuck like some people choose alcohol, drugs, or shopping. They are addicted to being miserable. Addicts seek other addicts. An alcoholic doesn’t want to be with nondrinkers, they want to be with other alcoholics. A shopaholic loves other shopaholics and miserable people want to go be around other miserable people. You know the saying, misery loves company. And they are stuck! They don’t necessarily want to be stuck, just like addicts don’t want to be addicts but they think the risk of moving forward is greater than the risk of staying stuck. Some people would rather risk staying stuck in a place they cannot heal or grow emotionally and spiritually because of fear. Fear and faith can not exist simultaneously. And their fear prevents them from moving forward. They may want to, they may even talk about it but their talk is only that. They speak forward but they think backward. And sadly they stay stuck and addicted to the misery.

I encourage you to be a risk-taker, unlock the locks and break free of the chains that keep you stuck. You don’t know how dark the cloud is over you until you see the sun. You go!!!

Thanks!

Huge, heartfelt thank you with a hug to everyone that read my My Dealing to Healing story Words can’t express my appreciation, just know that I spent my Sunday morning in tears from your encouragement. Lots of emotions happening yesterday. Please know that no matter what I look like on the outside, opening yourself up to the world and being transparent is scary. As I told my tribe, I feel like I’m jumping out of an airplane with my eyes closed but every time a comment or DM is posted, I know it’s my supporters who are opening my parachute.

I know my purpose and calling are not relatable to everyone. I know that what I’m talking about is for a specific group of people. I like to think of it as a designer fragrance that not everyone can wear. It’s for those who have experienced childhood trauma, abandonment, addiction, and/or exposure to a narcissist because you might be an empath. For those who have experienced depression, panic attacks, and grief. For anyone who wanted to give up. My prayer is that you find hope, inspiration, and spiritual healing in my personal stories. They say the best therapists are the ones with the T-shirt’s that say “been there, done that”. I’ve been there and done that and had it on repeat.

To everyone, please keep me in your prayers as I continue to heal and release more personal stories. Thank you ❤️

Your Tribe

I was counseling with a friend the other day. She was in a lot of pain from some situations in her family. She felt overwhelmed and helpless to make the situation better. As I listened to her and heard her pain, I felt that she needed an ear. She had just been waiting for someone to check on her, someone to call her. She proceeded to tell me that she was disappointed in people she thought she could count on. They were nowhere to be found. They had not been there to support her. I firmly told her, the folks that show up for you, that’s your tribe. Who are the ones that are your seesaw partners? You don’t need many, just a few will do. I used the analogy of support beams to a deck. There are only 4-6 beams that hold up a deck and that’s all the folks you need to hold you up. I explained to her that the tribe should be those you’d pick if times got worse. If you need someone to share the last apple with you. Some folks will eat the very last apple and tell you they were hungrier than you. You do not want those people in your tribe. I told her to write down the teams. The talkers, the doers, and the critics. The doers are those that say they love you and the action follows. The talkers just say “I love you.” The critics are the ones saying nothing and criticizing the situation. You are always going to have critics. They are gonna come out like coach roaches. That’s what roaches do, they come out when it gets dark. Whenever a situation gets dark, folks want to come out and criticize you. I told her I expect I’ll have mine soon. It’s part of it. Not everyone is going to be happy for you. Remember when you walk in a room and share the good news, watch who claps and who is happy for you. That’s your people, your tribe. The doers, the clappers, the ones that share the last apple with you, that’s your tribe.

Isaiah 58:6

A couple of Fridays ago, I was sitting at a red light and as I looked to my left, I saw a young man of color. He appeared to be a new homeless person. He was clean with camouflage shorts, Hilfiger boxers, and shirtless. As I watched out of my peripheral vision, I could see he was talking to himself. Taking out a small piece of cardboard, he mumbled and shook his head. He started to write on the cardboard, he put the pen down, took his hands to his head, and then quickly released them to the concrete in front of him. Pushing back from the concrete, the look on his face said it all, “how did I get here?” I couldn’t read his lips or hear him but his face communicated it well. He was a broken young man.

Days later, I saw a pastor post a gruesome video in another country. It was so violent, it came with a warning. His caption read “DEAR GOD, PLEASE PRAY.” I watched the video and I thought why do I need to see a gruesome video in another country to pray. My mind went straight back to the homeless man. I thought why aren’t we posting and seeing videos about our people in our streets? The homeless in every city, the hungry ones, shaking their head and trying to figure out how they arrived in their situation. I think we don’t see or posts videos of reality because we may feel overwhelmed with compassion and empathy. We may have to go to work! We might have to get that homeless guy a meal, visit the homeless shelter, buy some clothes for those on the streets. Our efforts would be more than typing “🙏🏼”. It’s too easy to just type in “pray” and close your computer.

Are we doing a smoke and mirror show? Making others think that we are holy and sit at the right hand of God when we jump in those comments and say “pray”. They are just words when the action doesn’t follow. The act of love, compassion, and empathy is the real religion. The good book says…“share your bread with the hungry, to bring the poor and homeless into your home, to clothe the naked when you see him, and not to turn away from your own flesh and blood.” We need to pray for those suffering in this country and use our gifts, our labor, and skills to help those suffering. Take a video of that. AMEN???