Good afternoon all.
The great thing about having a blog is that it's like keeping a running account of every significant moment, kind of like a diary of sorts. Now, when shit happens, I just feel compelled to write about it.
I mentioned earlier about toxic people and how purging yourselves of their negative energy is quite liberating. That's what this piece is all about.
People who live miserable lives tend to make everyone around them miserable as well. Sad if you think about it.
I've always tried my best to spread positive energy to those who need it, yet there's still some that for knowing me for years in fact don't know me at all.
This one, in particular was someone that I was very close to for many years. Got me some help when I had my most recent manic breakdown back in 2012. Got me through my father dying in 2013 and so much after that. I went to take care of her for nearly four months early last year, after she had major surgery, and I could really see how different we are. She never really embraced me for who I was. I think she wanted to mold me into her imagine and that was never going to happen.
Today may have been the last straw. The thing is, people that can't get past their own perceptions of who you are are in fact not your friends. She was talking to me today about how I choose to live my life without letting me get a word in about anything. That's the point of all this.
That most people never accept who we really are. That's not our fault, but instead a way for them to deal with their own misery. There was so much that she did for me last year though, like helping me get a car and my drivers license for the first time. Helping me get that freedom that I missed out on for so long.
That's why even though it hurts me to think that we're not really close anymore like we once were, that people are in your life sometimes to get you where you need to be. And sometimes when you take that ball and run with it, people unfortunately get left behind.
I have to give you guys one more thing.
To purge myself of one certain other person.
I tweeted today that I had to change my number to purge myself of a person who I thought was my friend for nearly three years. Things started to hit the rocks between us when I got my car and ended up meeting Callista. There was a lot of bad blood. Words were exchanged. Things we could never take back.
Honestly, I feel no guilt about the way things ended between us. She never accepted that I had moved on with my life. That's what I meant when I made the comment that people get left behind. I can't think of a single person other than my mother that has fully embraced the changes I've made. And honestly, like I said on Twitter today, fuck em. My life is better without them.
And my Twitter fam, you all make this world a better place.
Thanks for listening and feel free to comment, either below this piece or on Twitter @hip_hop_1989
Love all of you.
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