Today was a challenge,
Work was too much...
My son's teacher claimed he's missing assignments, I watched him turn in...
The youngest literally cried all day about some damn chips!!
Toys all over the floor...
I was literally at the end of my rope.
I wanted to cry, which I did..
I wanted to scream..
I wanted to break something..
I wanted to call someone who would come and bring me a hug, a smoothie... and a listening ear..
I don't know if it's because I didn't really eat much today..
I don't know it it's sleep deprivation, post partum depression..
I don't know if one of those planets are in retrograde (sipping, haterade, getting micro braids whatever)
I don't know if because people are tripping over the pandemic, or the domestic terrorism and so energies are crazy or what.
This post wasn't going to be this way.
I was really downing myself, and feeling like a failure, because I did get upset.
I did raise my voice.
I did get an attitude with his teacher; cause trick, are you tryina sabotage my son's grades?
I did quit my job, .....in my head.
I did let my emotions get the best of me.
I wrote this post a couple times, all in different ways. I had to realize I was way too hard on myself.
I don't know how to stop being so hard on myself, as it is a trauma response.
I'm sharing this because while you all might not be parents, or working, we all have "those days".
Those days where things just aren't going the way in which you expected, planned or intended.
Let this be your reminder to breathe, stretch, shake, let it go (word to Mase)
You're feelings and emotions are valid.
It's okay to feel how you feel for how ever long you need to feel....
Just don't stay there.
We're are all doing our best! Don't beat yourself down.
If you love some one tell them.
I love you,
Signed,
Des