I’ve worked with a therapist to not internalize things but something triggering will happen and poof! I’m back to asking myself, well is it me? Am I the fucking problem? And I know in this most recent incident I’m not but still. Why am I never giving the benefit of the doubt? Why doesn’t anyone ever say, Nah she aint even on that type of time, and call and address whatever weird feelings THEY are currently having? After accessing earlier, I really do stay to my damn self, In my little Chicago Bubble. Why? Because its the safest place I’ve ever been. I can be my full self, without wondering what about me is going to annoy someone.
I do apologize for venting but I’m just in a weird space this evening. However I am not going to spend my time complaining. I’ve already took a shower, moisturized my body with my favorite body oil, and I’m in the bed. Already listening to wind chimes in a storm, lol.
Take Care of yourself. -Jonez.
Jonez, Where We Going? 