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Fighting to be Happy

Hey Loves!!! Okay it’s the summer and I’m chilling. I swear I feel so lazy during the summer but when you’re an educator and you deal with other people’s kids during the year….. yeah it’s all the way deserved.

Dating Tip #34568: Never let your pettiness turn to the new person your old significant other is involved with (even if they were cheating…. I know just hear me out). Chances are most of the time the new person has no real clue about what happened in your relationship and if they are happy they really don’t want to know. You can not like your ex and that’s okay but trying to make someone else’s life miserable is honestly not worth the satisfaction you think you’re going to get out of it. And to the person who tried it with me….next time make sure your comment isn’t “anonymous”. I only approve comments on my blog from people with names attached so I can thank them 🤗.

Now let’s talk about choosing to be happy….. no let’s talk about the fight to be happy. Everyday I fight and no one else knows it. I make a conscious effort to put an authentic smile on my face and think positively about the world around me.

I think about all the positive things that are happening right now that I don’t talk about because I don’t want others to put their negative opinion on it. Words have power… death and life live in words. So for me I choose to only stay in conversations that don’t make me angry or anxious no matter who it is.

Look being an educator and a coach is not an easy task. Everyday I either have administration, other coaches, other teachers, or parents telling me how I should do my job, what the kids should be doing, or what they would do differently to get better results. I have to make sure that I get past all of this and be confident in who I am as a professional. I’m not just a coach and I’m not just a teacher. I sacrifice as much of myself as I can daily to make sure children can become the best they can be in a society that beats them down everyday.

Being a woman….. really!!! Don’t get me wrong I love being a woman. I love everything about myself especially being a Black woman. I wake up in the morning and thank God for who I am and how He has made me. But society is hard on us. We have recently seen a the big movement of #blackgirlmagic, but everyone isn’t on this bandwagon. There are still people who give you a hard time just because they can’t stand how wonderful you are. Society wants you to think that we are all like full of drama like the reality TV shows portray. That want us to feel ashamed of our skin being “too light or too dark” and the kink of our hair being unprofessional yet people pay to get bodies like ours. Honestly if you are a woman you are amazing, you are a miracle. Don’t hate on your fellow woman because she’s handling life, applaud her and do the same.

Here’s the biggest one for me…. my relationship. So I am in an actual adult relationship. Yes…me, the one who said she had a wall the size of the Great Wall of China around her heart…yep that would be me. I fight for happiness in this relationship. What I’m saying is this, I fight my demons from past relationships to stay happy in this one. This one is not the same as the last and if this one doesn’t work out it won’t be the same as the next  (although there won’t be a next because I’m becoming a nun). I fight daily to not group him in with men my friends have dealt with or men that I meet everyday. I fight daily to give him a chance and not just give up because I’m anxious about the relationship. This one has shown me something different and I appreciate him by being different. Don’t get me wrong it’s a struggle to not try to “help” him because he’s not doing something the way I would do it. It’s hard letting him help me because I’m used to doing things on my own. It’s hard to think that I can form a partnership with someone I can trust when I once had no trust for anyone.

I’m going to continue to fight because I like feeling happy. I like having joy. I used to read bible verses on joy daily because I had so much bitterness I was holding onto. I told myself and God if I let all that stuff go that I wouldn’t pick it back up and I would live life (I seriously don’t think that would involve a real life relationship). So here I am keeping good on my promise to God and myself. It’s a fight but it’s worth it.

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Pieces of my family… my heart…btw my bother is single!!! 25-30 is the age range ❤❤

 

 

Published by Confessions from a red couch

Life in your thirties can be different. Thank God for family, good friends and adventures in life to keep it interesting.

9 thoughts on “Fighting to be Happy

  1. OMG!!!! Such a GREAT read!!!! I adore your transparency!! So proud of my sister friend!!! In the short time we’ve been friends I’ve watched you transform. You’re incredible Strick!!!! Love you!!!

  2. The last two years have been the roughest of my life dealing with my mother. I can honestly say my 30’d have not been the best. I changed jobs, taking care of a new baby, got a divorce, and I found out I had an incurable disease. (MS) I have lost friends because they didn’t understand my sadness so they took a huge step back. Finally, I have had to force myself to be happy. My sadness and stress was going to kill me…literally. It is a struggle to be happy. My life has been passing me by and I don’t know how long I will have a chance to live.. It’s refreshing to know that someone fights to be happy and mean it too. Thanks for sharing…

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