Wellness With Her Club

One statement I’ve found myself in the position to use a lot lately is, “I’m sorry you saw me and felt the need to disrespect me.”

Being so big on respecting both myself and the people in my life, I always stand in silent awe when a person sends disrespect my way. Like I know and understand that it’s not about me and more about them as a person, but no one asked or paid you to do me like that. Literally uncalled for!

I sound like I’m ranting because that’s exactly what this page is for, venting. Being a spiritual babe, I am aware of the power of my words, thoughts and actions and try my very best to express myself intentionally for what I put out, returns to me a hundred fold.

I’ve always considered myself to be a really understanding and down to earth person, I tell people what I want, and how I want it, then in turn, I offer them a space to safely express themselves and whatever they want to put out. Disrespect however, is where I draw the line and unfortunately, that’s something some men in the dating pool dash out effortlessly. Now I’m no stranger to casual dating, it’s the best kinda dating in my opinion, but when a man, tells me that we’re exclusive and keeps asking me questions like, “are we really doing this, cuz I’m serious about us, do you really love me? Am I the only one?” FAMBOOO! Why are you asking yet you know I’m not the only one you’re stringing along?

Apparently there’s a whole script that’s followed and used to keep asking and keeping you on your toes so you don’t go back into the pool and get fished out by someone you actually deserve. Strange.

Truth is my heart is tired, if I could pull up an image in likeness to how it feels, she would look wounded, battered, bruised and broken in so many ways but mainly thanks to me. For over reaching, over extending and over trusting. For believing in love and all it’s “values” with a blind heart. You can love but open your eyes and accept what you see. When you accept that what you see if what you want, then by all means, proceed. Even as we move with love in this world, it’s taught me that sometimes to a certain level, it’s okay to keep you to yourself. Spread love not legs.

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I’ve run out of so many things to give. Fucks, orgasms, juice. In so many ways, I guess I’d lost sight of the bigger picture. The woman I’m growing up to be needs her peace of mind, body and soul. Not staying up at night wondering why she was not enough for her man. Not wondering who is not being loyal or straight because the only person she expects loyalty from is herself. She refused to let the world corrupt her,

My heart, my mind, my body, my soul, my innocence. And now I reclaim my power. The idiots can go disturb the next person cuz I’m busy. There’s so much tending my soul is doing. She’s looking within and exploring, learning and growing. The world has so many possibilities, experiences and moments written with my name on them and limiting myself to one person, one experience and one moment would be a disgrace to the life giving force that lives within me.

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