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Kick Start Me

Things have been difficult.

At work there is this person who is going out of her way to make my boss and I miserable she sometimes says just the meanest things possible. Just to hurt us, so we will give up and give her whatever she wants.

And sometimes this has happened in my personal life lately.

What I have learned about this:

  • If someone treats you terrible so you will do whatever it is they want you to. Don't give in just for the purpose of them being nice to you. Those types of people are childish, and they will hurt you again the next time you differ on things. 
  • I wish we lived in a world where everyone told the truth, and people were nice and loving, because they were nice, and loved you. However, from what I've seen, it's not the case. 
  • The only way to break this terrible downfall is to be nice and loving. Even if they are not. 

  • Sometimes you have to let your heart break, and allow the source of the pain to walk away. 

At the end of the day those who truly love you will stay. Those who will truly be nice to you, will always be nice. And lose you don't, won't be any of the above. And that's just the cold hard truth. So find people who love you for you and the people who are kind because they are. Those with agendas will always break your heart. Those who use you will continue to use you. 

I had to break the habit, it hurts (don't get me wrong it hurts like hell) but I'm still standing, and I call that a win! And you should too. Because at the end of the day if you are standing, willing to take another step, it's winning. So keep winning. 

Here's the song of the post. 
Every day I have to remind myself of my value. Each of us should. 
YOU should too! 

Loves, 
Shay! 




Comments

  1. Shay, I am so very grateful for your words. Even when they are just telling your feelings and sometimes your fears they are honest and true.
    I am glad to have you as my dear friend. Its very true that we all need to give love and be able to continue to care and offer service even when sometimes it feels pointless or that no one else cares.

    I appreciate you and you are very valued in my life.

    Love Leisha Anne

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