Thank you in advance for sleep, and for my body feeling rested. Thank you in advance for good health, and no seizures because of the Houston heat.
Thank you in advance for financial prosperity, million dollar ideas, business growth, and connections. I’m grateful to have a job, and I’m grateful for the warm welcome back into my community.
Thank you in advance for pulling myself out of my tiny hole called home, and embracing fashion, creativity, and community.
Thank you in advance for love, empathy, kindness, and support. I’m grateful for my friends, my small circle of acquaintances, and my family.
I’m grateful for being a strong woman with a presence. Thank you in advance for stepping into my power, letting go of fear, and allowing my success speak to the shitty people that have been in my life, rather than feeling the need to justify my actions.
Thank you in advance for interesting, successful research, which will lead to opportunities for papers and consulting gigs.
Thank you in advance for diversifying my income, and for working smarter, not harder.
I am grateful for my power of observation, my wit, analytical skills, and my ability to see things others miss.
Thank you in advance for a long, healthy life, and body, please forgive me for being such an ass hole to you. We need a solution to this chronic pain, but eating healthy is hard (lolol).
Thank you in advance for an amazing week!
Thank you in advance for your time.
Thank you in advance for finishing my current book. What did it teach me? How does it serve me? How can I implement what serves me into my life?
Thank you in advance for starting a fresh book and engrossing myself in it.
Thank you in advance for feeling more at home on my blog, and for publishing 3 times this week.
Thank you in advance for 10 likes this week.
Thank you in advance for proactive laziness.
Thank you in advance for good health for Patrick, the babies and and I.
Thank you in advance for clarity and getting my ass into gear. Thank you in advance for creating for setting my priorities and creating an actionable plan by planning backwards.
Thank you in advance for job call backs.
Thank you in advance for new glasses.
Thank you in advance for financial prosperity.
Remember: I am in exactly the right place at every moment. Don’t lose faith.
Sometimes, the truth is so much worse than you think, but despite the sheer amount of pain that it causes can be the key to setting you free. What they say is true: Freedom isn’t free.
Living in silence is not living; it’s oppression and fear.
Reaching out to find an answer is better than not ever knowing. Knowledge is power, and I am powerful.
When things are hard, go to your girlfriends and talk some mad smack, and then work through it. It’s the unwritten Burn Book, and it is magical.
Stop looking allowing people from your past take away from the now. You can’t take it back, and you didn’t know.
You are so much stronger than you think.
Finally, the sun will keep shining, time will keep moving, and as long as I take the time to breathe, I’m going to be okay.
I am in exactly the right place at every moment.
I give myself permission to invest time into myself every day. I am gifting myself with rest, patience, love, and nourishment.
Thank you in advance for emotional healing, for listening to my needs, and a fresh start.
It’s been almost two months since I’ve seen or physically spoke to either of my parents. To say that putting them on a “time out” for awhile was the most difficult decision I’ve ever made, is an understatement. The pain and trauma of having to realize that my parents are not on my side, and that at the core, only care about what other people think of me, has put a strain on my relationship with them that I don’t think will ever be forgotten. People keep telling me that I need to forgive them, that it will set me free, and while that may be true someday, I don’t think that pain will ever go away.
And when you think about forgiveness, it’s an odd beast: it’s a thing that you’re supposed to do, because that’s what society tells you to do, but it’s an incredibly painful and vulnerable process. Berkley defines forgiveness as a, “conscious, deliberate decision to release feelings of resentment or vengeance toward a person or group who has harmed you, regardless of whether they actually deserve your forgiveness.” Get that: it is a conscious, deliberate decision, whether they deserve it or not.
And what if you don’t feel like they do? For example, it’s hard to imagine forgiving the cheating ex-boyfriend that left you for a chick that matched his “true ideals”; I feel like part of the heartache is always wondering if it was something to do with you, if you were to blame.
But the reality is, forgiveness is not about the other person, it’s giving yourself permission to move on; you can’t force it, it has to come with time and proper processing.
I know that as of right now, it isn’t time to forgive yet; I still have a lifetime of memories and lessons to process: my parents divorce and subsequent nasty custody war, my mom’s co-dependence, both of my parents’ low-key racism, antiquated beliefs on marriage and the woman’s role in it, is something that I’m trying to separate from, but after 30 years of hearing that your opinion is wrong, and theirs is right, it’s a slow process.
My parents tried to control every aspect of my life; my father blatantly, and my mother by planting little seeds of doubt. They both used their powers of guilt and shame against me for years. After all, I am the oldest child, and was raised to be an obedient people pleaser, so it was easy for them.
Good things are finally starting to happen though: my “fiancé” and I are finally planning our wedding, engagement photos, etc. and I could not be happier about planning it with him. I’ve also reconnected with some people that I’ve loved for many years but had disconnected with. We have a brand new (to us) beautiful apartment in which we finally feel like we’re home (even if it is on the third floor).
I love my parents, and I miss them, but for the first time in years, I feel like I have room to breathe, grow and excel without fear of disappointing them.
I also feel like I can finally be myself instead of having to pretend to be the daughter they wanted.
I am a Phoenix, a lotus flower, and a survivor.