‘The dream is free but the hustle is sold separately’. The one who never dreams, never goal driven, is certainly in loss. If you have the guts to dream about something, to make something your goal, then you certainly have the guts to reach your destination. Ain’t nobody here out to play. Get up, wash that face and shineee. Take those goals and conquer. Be goal driven and just thrive. God, goals, growing and glowing! 🌟
Chapter 4: The hardest years
When I was younger, I would daydream about the day I had a boyfriend. I believed in true love despite the fact that my mother disliked my father. No one ever discussed with me what respect from a man looked like or that I had to treat myself with respect. My mom never told me about what a real man was like, so naturally I didn't know what I was looking for when I got with my ex. When I left my home, I was looking for freedom to be myself. I didn't know exactly what that meant but that's what I wanted. My ex didnt allow me to be myself. I had to be molded into what he wanted. He made sure to lower my thoughts of myself by calling me a whore and reject as much as he could. He told me when I had lost faith in the bible that I had a demon in me. Everytime he hit me, he said if I wasn't so crazy and just didnt argue with him, he wouldn't have to hit me. He said I made him treat me this way. I eventually believed that I was crazy. Before my final escape, I did try to leave once unsuccessfully. That's what cemented my staying for the next four years.
Ladies and gentleman (because I'm fully aware men get abused) you dont have to put up with that behavior. You deserve more. A man/woman who is jealous, beats you, degrades you or makes you feel small does not love you. They love the control. Know that you can escape and don't have to live in fear. Have belief in the voice in your head/even if it's a small voice, that you are worthy and you are not what they call you. You are worthy of something more!
Per me l’amore sei tu,quando cerco la tua mano e la trovo,proprio lí accanto a me,che stringe la mia,trasmettendomi forza.
È parlare,tuffarmi tra le tue braccia,che per me sono casa.
È riconoscere tra mille persone la tua voce,i tuoi occhi.
È tornare anche dopo un litigio,che mette in crisi la mente e MAI il cuore!
È andare a fare la spesa,e trovarsi a ridere insieme,perché tu in perenne dieta,qualcosa di dolce lo compri sempre.
L’amore sicuramente non sarà un percorso facile,distanze,litigi,problemi della vita in generale,ma alla fine guardare la stessa direzione e dire:”con te ci voglio invecchiare.”🖤🤭