Thursday, November 28, 2002

Thanksgiving...

Today is Thanksgiving! I'm not ranting. When I was younger, I never realized just how special this day was. It's a time to be around friends and family and appreciate all the things in your life. The good and the bad. I've often found that things happen for a reason. It's not our place to question the decisions of GOD. I often wonder what is God's decision and what is not. Ultimately, I can only be me and I can only do what is meant for me to do. I realized today who I am special to and who could care less. I wasn't disappointed, just realistic. I kinda knew who I was going to spend my Thanksgiving with. I also knew who would reach out to me and wish me a good holiday and who wasn't. Be careful of the folks in your inner circle. Just recently, I cut a lot of people back. I realized I was caring too damn much. People often don't notice you are gone until you are gone for a while. It's time for me to move on. I don't know where Mr. Right is. Perhaps he doesn't exist. But he must not be around, because none of my so called male friends, took the time out to make my holiday nice. But then again, I knew no one would. I guess that's why I cut folks back.
Have a Happy and Safe Thanksgiving yall. I know I did.

Wednesday, November 27, 2002

I do have a heart...

Sometimes we all make decisions that we may regret. I guess I've made my share of them. I definately do not trust anyone these days. Everytime, I throw caution to the wind, I get shitted on. Oh well. However, I have no choice now but to learn from it. Stress causes a lot of folks to do a lot of things. And no it's not an excuse, but sometimes, it explains things. I can't stand for someone to judge me. But that's going to happen. People judge you on the present and the past. The only way to avoid it is to avoid people. I don't think people care that I have a heart. My feelings never crossed their mind. I have to change me because being me is hurting me. It's a shame that the nice me, honest me, and kind me will never be seen again. That is, not to any males who aren't already my friends. Tired of hurt feelings and disappointments. And maybe it's my fault for being the way that I am. All I know is that side of me is gone. Time to be alone.
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