We spoke about life and what its worth, about love and how it feels, about heartache and how past it we are. We caught up on whats been going on since we last spoke years ago. She had a baby girl, I did too...she's no longer in that thought it was gonna last forever relationship she was in for years, me neither. She was broken, hurt and beat down, its crazy because I was too. She lost her self value and her self esteem was no longer her own...I couldn't believe it, because I had given mine away too. She met some people over the years who she thought were friends forever and would always have her back. Now she's freaking me out because I did too, only to learn they were out for themselves all along and didn't care anything about me. She was a door mat, a stepping stool, a lifeless piece of nothing, living each day for someone other than herself. As we were talking she said Gii, you look good, I didn't realize how much I missed you...it was in that very moment that I realized She was Me.
She said...I love you, girl! You are beautiful, talented, amazing, fabulous, intelligent, down to earth, sweet as a cupcake, gentle, caring, worth every breath you take, you make sure you love yourself and let no one steal your joy. When someone says "you can't..." you say "watch me!" Don't worry about life, you got it, live it...Don't worry about love, you embody it...you're a fine and precious gem...
...Finally I put my love on top....
Xo Kinky~Duchess Xo
I love it!
ReplyDeleteThank you for this honest and unabashed post, Queen! It's necessary for each of us to hear to move past these demons we create when there is just no place for them.
ReplyDelete...and to your earlier question: I'd journey to no other than 1920's at the peak of the Harlem Renaissance if I could.
Blessings,
From one Queen to another.
i haven't been checking back as i should but I found my old blog and the tone of it was just as your spoke of...putting others first even when it causes us the most hurt. Very touching. I'm still going through my mental anguish, and 1 day I'll be fully healed. As for now it's one day at a time, and allowing myself to once again become "naked" enough to open what's become a closed book.
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