Dear Wounded Heart – It’s Time to Get Tired

As a child, I heard my grandmother say things like, “You won’t quit until you get tired.” And with age, what seemed like a strange statement is now a current reality. You really won’t quit until you get tired. So, I suggest to you – IT’S TIME TO GET TIRED.

  • Tired of explaining yourself to people who are determined to see the wrong in everything you say and do.
  • Tired of passing up great opportunities to be the crutch for someone else’s success.
  • Tired of keeping other’s confidence yet have no confidante.
  • Tired of showing up for folk that disappear when you need someone.
  • Tired of saving your money while others play with theirs and leave you responsible.
  • Tired of refusing to burden the ones who quickly burden you.

Tired, tired, tired, and more tired. I will stop with the examples, because this list can become never-ending. So now that you know you are tired. What are you going to do about it? QUIT! Go back to the top of this list and replace Tired of with Quit. So here we go.

  • Quit explaining yourself to people who are determined to see the wrong in everything you say and do.
  • Quit passing up great opportunities to be the crutch for someone else’s success.
  • Quit keeping other’s confidence yet have no confidante.
  • Quit showing up for folk that disappear when you need someone.
  • Quit saving your money while others play with theirs and leave you responsible.
  • Quit refusing to burden the ones who quickly burden you.

In this life, there are those who do, those who don’t, and those that be. Be everything to others that they wish others would be to them, and that’s why we walk around with wounded hearts. It’s time to get tired so you can quit explaining, passing, keeping, showing, saving, refusing for everyone but you. It will not be easy, but you are worth it.

Sincerely,

Healing

Dear Wounded Heart – Take the Stairs

Dear Wounded Heart,

A wise business owner shared a valuable piece of advice with me. He said, “If presented with an escalator or a flight of stairs, take the stairs.” And although we were talking about business, I took the quote and dissected it. And what I learned is that it applies to many areas of our lives.

We live by phrases like the early bird gets the worm. But many people get up early and lay down to rest late, therefore missing opportunities because they weren’t alert enough to catch them. Lack of knowledge and moving too fast cause us to solicit help from those who make themselves our crutch. Dependency can lead to bondage, and if you don’t move at their pace without the crutch, it causes you to fail. People learn escalators are quicker than stairs until clothing gets caught in one. Then we realize that a malfunctioning escalator can leave us scarred and naked at best, and death is a more devastating reality. But if we take the stairs, we can take time to refresh ourselves; survive on our own merits; hopefully not become a casualty of a desire to succeed quickly.

Early birds, predators, and escalators all have their place in the scheme of things. Fast and furious quick note systems work for some people. But I think I prefer the stairs. When I look back down the staircase, I want to be grateful for a path of integrity. Plans built on learning, trial and error, grit, and room for expansion. I am not trying to convince you how to live your life; I am simply offering a look at the overlooked view from the stairs.

Sincerely,

Healing

 

Dear Wounded Heart – Never Give Up on Love

I had a messy life, but one thing that I love about myself is that I have never given up on love. I have given up on some people. I’ve taken breaks from relationship building and ended my share of relationships. I survived child abuse, foster care, and two marriages that ended in divorce. Which led me to being a woman in isolation, but I never gave up on love.

Relationships have been hard for me, but I choose to love. I also choose not to listen to those who have allowed fear, doubt, and insecurities caused by unsuccessful relationships to influence me. Truth be told, heartache is part of the love process. But heartache is also a wonderful teacher that causes wise people to establish boundaries.

I live my truth. I own my mistakes. And hopefully, I have learned from heartache and developed a healthy environment of both giving and receiving love. As a healing woman, I recognize that there is a love available that won’t give up on me, either.

Sincerely,

Healing

Dear Wounded Heart – The Introduction

Ladies, have you ever looked at your date and wondered how you ended up with this person? Do you see a pattern of guys with the same behavior but a new face? It’s good to see this pattern, especially if you don’t want to keep repeating the cycle.

Are we in this cycle because of how we conducted ourselves during the introduction? Have we welcomed and accepted the attention of men that we have no intent to entertain? Were we boisterous about not needing a man, but allowed them to take us out to avoid loneliness? Perhaps we were snobbish, which is a turnoff to a hardworking man, but bait for the chase to a user.

Experience has taught me that men are smarter than we think. And read all our insecurities, lack of boundaries, and character flaws quickly. A healed man runs for an unhealed woman and a predator prey. So, it’s good to see the bad dating practices in our lives, and it’s great to make changes for the better. But where do we start?

We date as healed women. Which means we need to put some work into becoming the women that attracts the men we desire. The process is unique for each of us. Daddy issues, body shaming, unlearned dating techniques, or lack of respect for us require different tactics. Therefore, for a season, we may need to learn and love ourselves.

We can do it! We are worth it! And how wonderful it will be when the healed women in us get introduced to the healed men we desire.

Sincerely,

Healing

Dear Wounded Heart – Allow Others to Celebrate You

Dear Wounded Heart,

I have never been a fan of others celebrating me. The orphan mentality buried deep inside doesn’t want recognition. Because it knows from an abandoned point of view how people praise you one moment and persecute you the next. And to avoid the disappointment and emotional strain in its entirety, I have avoided celebrations. As I heal, I am being confronted with something I have been able to hide for most of my life, which is acknowledging the good in me.

I mastered the cover up by celebrating others. Because I was there for memorable moments for others, no one paid attention to my lack of interest in a celebration for myself. But, as I heal, transparency is once again taking its toll on me. I am starting a new chapter in my life that is moving me from the background (a safe place for me) to the forefront. And I not only have to celebrate myself (which I do well) but allow others to celebrate me as well without the orphan mentality of hidden dread. So, here I go again, healing.

 

Sincerely,

Still Healing

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