Day after thanksgiving. Didn't celebrate, but i sure did enjoy a sexy ass turkey lol. Today I had an interesting conversation with a girl my age. Very pretty girl, not quite average, pretty decent. So she had an issue with her boyfriend and seeked advice. So i kindly gave her a lil slice of my knowledge, after all I have experienced quite alot with relationships in all my sixteen years on this wretched planet of liers, cheaters & users lol.
So basically it was just one of the average, boy/girl problems. The male is indecisive, she's an addict to his "puppy love", which was shared unevenly between him, her, the baby momma & ex girlfriend, which is his first love. The boy is full of problems, basically damaging the girl's self-image, self-esteem, education even. Sigh, why do we even let it get that far?
Throughout the whole conversation, i kept saying to myself "Now who puts me in the position to even give love advice". I mean wasn't I the one who had a boyfriend, who was terrible bad for me, broke my heart...on Valentine's Day! Walked out my life for two years came back banging on my heart saying how sorry he was, the whole 9 yards, turned out nigga hasn't changed one bit but got even worst but with a lil pushing and shoving I got oh boy to slowly change. Took a couple arguements, breaths & tears but he's changed, well not quite there yet but it's looking good.
I did realize though that what put me in the position to tell this girl what to do was the fact that never...NEVER once did I let this boy come between what was most important to me, me, myself, my education, my self-image, my self-esteem. I control me, not no boy. So I let her know this. I said every boy is a new life lesson, this one will teach you self-reliance. Rely on your own damn self and hopefully she can teach that to him, leaving all his problems on this poor child. She's lost friends, she has poor grades, she stop taking care of herself, all for what "Love". Sigh, love hurts, but love does not destroy you. When it hits that stage where pain shows, the options are either the three C's compromise, change, or ciao "in otherwards bye bitch, it was nice knowing you" ::roll eyes::. If your my age, at any age even, you never have to settle, for pain, for heartache, for less. Its better to shed a couple lonely tears for the small period you're alone than a lifetime of tears because you settle for less. Okaii, okaii...good
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