The Habit

Think about how hard it is to adjust your own habits. The hard effort the consistency. The love the dedication required.

The quick resolve that I have no chance in hell changing someone else. Someone who said no! Someone who has told you I am better off with my addiction, better off alone, better off without you!! It never works.

It certainly never works for me.

It takes effort commitment birthed out of love trust, respect to change things that not all people unfortunately can afford. I mean just to get off the couch and start the inspiration phases. Where is the virtue or point of praise making the distinction between mistakes and bold idiocy?

Where do we draw the line? When we are about to get hit with one of the biggest lessons in our adult life.

I mean we should not apologize for being ourselves. That is the literal largest oxymoron. Who else could you be?

The rudest thing we can do to ourselves is to waste our valuable time appeasing people who were never meant to be appeased. Because they do not want to! I mean it looks nice, but it isn't really your size?...

I have to remind myself to do the 3-month fast forward of what I would be like if xyz happened? If I do not like it the answer than it is no. I actually want to like me even more afterwards. Not spend the next 6 months in recovery licking wounds I didn't enjoy. At some point I am accountable for the vicious way I blender myself freely.

I do not want these kinds of conversations to even exist in my life. I can't stand the sound of them anymore. I can actually frame them to sound a lot better a lot less mortally wounding.

I want to not be balding stressed. A more peaceful it is well version of myself who leaves and gets left gracefully. The best goodbyes. Your life probably was better too. This is what I mean. Where all your choices are divine and pleasing to God.

Jesus Christ Forevermore

A woman who enjoys a good transformative change