Bad Break
Hey, hey, hey!! It’s Valentine’s Day!! Regardless of your current relationship status, I encourage each of you to take at least a little time today to acknowledge one of the most valuable sources of love in your life… yourself. Now that may sound a little “single bitchy” because I am, but it is also a valid reminder that self love and appreciation sets the tone for other relationships in your life and affects how you receive love and how your love is received. So love on yourself a little extra today, you deserve it!
I know yall are super in love today and I don’t wanna kill your vibe, so I’m trying my best to keep it light (emphasis on trying). My intention was to share a short love poem but after browsing my catalog, I’ve come to realize that I’m a bitter poet! Apparently I write best, when I’m in pain. I had to really dig to find this one. It was written many, many years ago about an ex I will never reveal; it's called Sanctuary. I would usually try to jazz up the video, but it’s 3 am and I’m at work. So enjoy this simple reading and rare profession of love.
What’d you think?? Scroll on down to the comments and let me know! Now that that’s out of the way, yall wanna hear about the most embarrassing breakup I’ve ever endured?? Ok, good.
I was in my early twenties; I was suuuper unstable financially and mentally. I was fresh out of the only real relationship I’d had at the time and this person and I worked together. It was a fun, whirlwind type of summer. They were so very different from anyone that I’d ever been with so some of the red flags, I attributed to a learning curve. Turns out we were in a destructive situationship based solely on convenience. I needed a roommate to split bills with so I wouldn’t have to live with my dad, and apparently they needed someone naive enough to trust them while they stole things to fund their secret crack addiction.
I am a fixer through and through. I have a very soft heart when it comes to most struggles. However, I’m not as forgiving when it comes to intentional deceitfulness that endangers the lives of my kiddos. I’m ashamed at how long it took me to figure out what was going on with that one. Once I found out, I ended it immediately and moved out the same day. They were so irate that I’d figured them out that they decided to throw all of my clothes in a dumpster. The worst part was that I ended up having to stay with my dad for a week or so til I could move into a different apartment. And that close family friend I told you guys about, Aunt Lydia, spread a sick rumor throughout the family that I’d hurriedly moved back in with daddy because I’d been beaten. I never corrected anyone though because I couldn’t bring myself to admit that I’d moved my kids in with a crackhead. I also quit that job. So yea, being single on Valentine’s Day is definitely NOT the worst thing in the world:-)
**If you are a victim of domestic violence or struggle with addiction, please know that there is help! If you don’t know where to start, check out my resources page or email me and I’ll do what I can to connect you with the right folks!
Happy Valentine’s Day, I love yall!
Miss Bee Smarter
