April Showers bring May Flowers…

That may have been the case in years past, but this year the majority of the showers have been snow, and there ain’t no flowers that bloom in that shit…


Last month I expressed my frustration at the state of my life.
I called myself out on being a doormat.
I basically reached down deep inside, accessed my inner Cher, and gave myself a “snap out of it!” bitch slap. #Moonstruckreference

It seemed to work. I stepped up to the plate, and started to get my shit together. I made a couple of decisions. I made some plans. I made some connections.

I decided it was time to put myself first.

I decided that maybe the safe way isn’t the right way anymore.

I decided that very soon, I will rip the band-aid off, and let the chips fall where they may. And I’m ok with that.

And with every negative thought I ejected, and person I evicted from my life, something and someone positive entered. Funny how that works…

There are some big hurdles ahead for sure, but I’d rather trip over them on the way to the finish line, than not run the race at all.

Clarity. It’s a beautiful thing.


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