Before
I settled back to my home, I had a fine day. The weather was brilliant,
the heat was gorgeous, and I had great news. I laid down on the couch,
enjoying the love of my furry devils (a.k.a. dogs), but then I heard it.
That car door slam. The front door slamming minutes after. The sucking
in of mucus, coughing, burping, and farting as he stomped around the house. Then
the smell plumed in the air. The cigar smoke, faintly hiding the rank odor of death and un-minty breath, leaving a trail as he sulked through
the house. Making underhanded, snide remarks under his breath, and
sometimes aloud pretending nothing is wrong until the knife twists in
your soul, as he smiles.
There will always be a person
who loves to knock you back, with every step you take forward. Their
voice, just hissing in the back of your head every time you doubt
yourself. Punch that voice in the face. Refuse to bow to that kind of
soul-sucking self-hatred. Prove them wrong, by being happy. Yes, easier
said than done. I admit it, family is difficult to run away from. I want
them in my life, yet at the same time, I would love a fighting free
zone and a stress-headache free life.
What about you, my lovelies? Anyone else feel like family can be a deterrent for self-esteem and/or life goals? I send you all hugs, and wish you luck. I wish I could say that it gets better with time, but honestly it just gets better with distance.
(Little side note: Any of my family members reading this? Sorry but I am not taking this down. Be mad all you want. Tattle on me to whomever you wish. But ask yourself one thing as you do that, okay? Are you a person who enjoys causing stressful situations? Cause in my experience...you might be)
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