Tuesday, December 15, 2015

The Need to Feel Needed

Last I spoke to you guys I had fxcked up. Ya'll will be disappointed to know that I fxcked up once again. Me and Rae B. are on a break, or broken up, or I don't fxckn know. We're not together. All my doing yet again. But that's not what today's post is about.

The need to feel needed.

For me, its a necessity. It drives me as a person. In a relationship, it mandatory. As soon as I feel unnecessary, my relationships fall to shxt.

Every women aspires for a purpose, whether it be to provide for a child, tend to the home, or bring home the bacon, we all want purpose. Similarly, as soon as all these aspects fall to the wind, mid life crisis kicks in and a need to find self takes over. Identity is solely based on how we contribute to society.

Going back to me and Rae B. breakup, I'll admit this was a contributing factor. I recently lost my job, lost focus in school, fell off with my family, and not much of a house wife. My identity as independent drove me and when I lost that, I felt I lost everything. The car accident took my job, which took my income, and for a while left me without a means of transportation. I was stuck and fxcked. Rae didn't need me to pay this bill or pick up the food, she had it. I'm not one for housewife shxt so I wasn't going to pick that up. I fell to shxt. I had no identity of self. My self esteem had already taken a hit earlier in the year but now my ego was shot too.

I was once this strong, independent, natural Nubian queen. Now I felt more like a weak European peasant.

The need to feel needed drives my mood, my purpose, my life. Today I feel unnecessary in this addition to life :-(

Tuesday, November 3, 2015

Life Decision = Regret



The current string of decisions I have made, have not only destroyed me as a person but has lead to an entire string of regret. Now, in retrospect, I did make a HUGE MISTAKE by not including Rae B. in the decision making. But that tumbled into a SHIT BALL. Not only has all my privacy been thrown to the wind (i.e. I have none) but I have become public enemy number 1.

Side note: Despite how it appears, I am a very private person

At this point I feel like I'm boxing myself in. I'm fxckin myself over with these decisions I'm making. I'm building my own prison. Now, to redeem myself, I have to live like a nun in training. Geo-send my location, pictures, calls, and texts about what I'm doing, and be on my best behavior. FYI this is all my own plan to redemption.

I know it seems like an oxymoron, I am a private person but I share all my information with you guys. The difference between this and that is I have control over the information shared here. But that's neither here or there. So there it is. Now to not spiral into a pit of depression and rash decisions.