I’m finding lately that I’d much rather write poetry than write on my blog. Maybe I’m better able to express myself since I’m not posting it here were it can be violated. Something to think about at any rate.
Not much has gone on lately, blocked/removed a few people from my social circles today. Sometimes in putting myself first I have to remove others that aren’t adding any good to my circle. This is especially important when people repeatedly show you their character time and time again. Like, you can’t downplay their toxicness just because you created this fairytale version of them in your head. Accept what is and move forward alone.
I’ve come to the realization that I’m very demanding of my IRL friends. I have high expectations especially of those that I have history with and once there’s been a communication breakdown, it’s a wrap jack. I hold myself to those same standards so I don’t think it’s necessarily a bad thing, it really just proves the above point. If I’m putting 100% of myself into our relationship whether it be a friendship, romantic entanglement or literary partnership, I expect that same effort in return. If I’m not getting what I perceive to be that same output I bounce emotionally.
Aside from that random woohaw, writing poetry is really relaxing. For the most part I’m loving the prompts, I love finding interesting ways to incorporate myself into the prompt. I want to use the prompt, not let it use me. I’m even exploring incorporating other aspects of myself into the prompts.
I am still tired. My kid is sick and therefore I haven’t been sleeping. We made a bomb ass stir fry today. I let him set the table and then had him lay down. I’m a bit worried about him going to school tomorrow but I have practicum and everyone is working. Depending on how he’s feeling I might email the teacher and see if I can come in two days next week. It’s also FINALS WEEK next week so it has to get done 🤷🏽♀️.
No comments:
Post a Comment