With so few that truly defines what it means to be a friend, should we reward those who get it right? Now hear me out, I don’t think I should “pay” you to be my friend but if I’m out and about is it acceptable to purchase something for my friend? Personally my friendship in return is the reward for you completing your duties as “friend”. While I think gifts should be reserved for birthdays and holidays, you should always show your appreciation for a good friend. But don’t be confused with good friend behavior. ITS NOT THE SAME!
Anyone can be a good friend, once. It’s the consistency that creates a balanced friendship. I shouldn’t wonder if your going to be there when it’s needed. Loyalty shouldn’t be questioned. And if I find myself questioning your loyalty then what use are you as a friend?
I do believe we some (most) times forget that we are the prize. We are the ones to be pursued, cherished, adored! You, above all else, have to know your value. How can you show someone how you should be treated if you aren’t treating yourself as such. Folks learn from action!
I once found myself not being myself because in my mind, this is a “good guy” and I have to fit into whatever image he sees of me. I don’t want to loose this man’s interest cuz then I’m back to square one, and who wants to start all over? But I can’t settle, too many close calls to settling, that I’m not going to start that now. I’m the prize, and I have to treat myself as such. It’s no need to advertise what I bring to the “table”, as the man that’s looking for me will be able to realize my potential!
I was going through a few of my old photos from as far as ten years ago and it definitely made me smile to see how much I’ve changed over the years.
When I look at this girl, I see such a carefree, spirited person who had the World at her feet. I was still learning about myself and what I needed from myself. This Tristan, lived life as if the next day wasn’t promised.
This Tristan J is a woman who knows when to be soft, and allow someone else to take the lead, but she’s independent enough to make whatever moves are necessary for survival, she’ll be victorious. She’s still a spirited opinionated woman who won’t hesitate to let you know when you’ve fuked up but she’ll help pick you back up.
When you look at your old photos, what do you see?
For whatever reason, I’m not safe from married men. I would never ever date a married man, cuz karma would seriously hurt me. It’s not worth the problems you will have! As much as dating can be a pain, dating someone who is already committed to another just isn’t the move. I promise you! I’m honestly not sure what vibes I’m giving off to make married men even feel they are allowed to interrupt my space.
SideNote: I’m semi questioning if I want to get married, since lately married folk can’t stay out my inbox. What’s the point of dedicating your love to someone if you’re going to look into have your sexual needs fulfilled elsewhere beside your partner?
Sometimes I really wonder if my life is a reality show to the angels. And if they’re constantly yelling plot twist! The number of weird randomness happening is at an all time high, and I’m just trying to get thru my work week without falling on my face. If tonight was the season finale for my reality show, I’m scared but slightly excited for next season’s foolery.
I’ve reached, No, I’ve surpassed my limit. While I will continue being the amazingly nice woman I am, I am no longer catering to anyone’s feelings. Especially when my feelings are never a pause for concern. I don’t remember folks, making sure I was alright, BEFORE, doing me dirty. I can’t remember someone handling me with kids gloves so I am not sparing feelings anymore. If I don’t set limits for myself and what I’ll allow then I’m just setting myself up for people to treat me however they feel I deserve.
Once folks have crossed the line, how do you remedy that?
Our mind is the most powerful tool we have, please utilize it! Manifestation is as real as the air we breathe, as real as the water we drink, as real as the God you believe in.
For the past few days, I’ve been thinking about someone I knew when I was seventeen. I visualized his face, I heard his voice in my head, I pictured him in front of me. I didn’t say his name out loud to anyone, and after that moment I continued on with my day. You know business as usual. Well tonight I received a message from said someone. Although I whole heartily believe in my thoughts being able to manifest ANYTHING I can think of, my thoughts have never taken shape as quickly as it did in this instance.
If I was ever looking for one, that was my sign. The sign that told me, Tristan, you got this! Everything you are trying to accomplish, you most definitely will kill that shit. The only requirement is to believe that you CAN kill it, believe that its already yours and it is. All it takes is one moment, to know you are on the right path, even when your ass is in the bushes on the other side of the street. Get your self up, and go to where you need to be!