Good afternoon,
You know…. I have a saying,
“Don’t poke the bear”.
Eventually that bear will react
and it won’t be in a way that you’ll like. I was raised to treat people the way
that you want to be treated. So it amazes me how some people can treat others
in a way that they would not allow themselves to be treated…… oh but it’s ok
because if they keep poking that bear it will all flip on them. Maybe because
the bear is not up on its hind legs and growling that people forget it’s still
a bear. I had this experience this year. In general I don’t entertain drama
because it takes so much out of you. It is really draining and that’s not how I
live my life. With that being said with the passing of my father all of these
random people began to poke me. I have never done anything to them and actually
a majority of them have never even seen me angry. I attempted to ignore it and
just get through the whole situation. Well I woke up at my aunts’ house and I
told her that I was tired….. tired of crying, tired of the voicemails, tired of
the hate, and tired of people trying to take advantage of me. She gave me some
words of encouragement, a hug, and sent me on my way. Well unbeknownst to me
some people were waiting on me with their pokers and when they poked me I
snapped. I smooth went off and cursed a man out. I didn’t even know him but
since “they” decided to send him in as the representative he got it. I didn’t
bother to hold back. I had been holding it long enough. After our interaction I
went back to my aunts’ house and cried like I’ve never had before…… I felt
defeated. I felt like I had failed because I allowed them to take me to a place
that I didn’t want to be. I felt like I’m better and should never stoop down to
meet their negative behavior. I later realized that they had just pushed me to
my limits. It doesn’t change how I live my life it was like a kettle that was
at its boiling point. I didn’t have any more problems after I popped off. No
more calls, voicemails, or Facebook messages. I am not in their lives and they
are not in mine and that is how it has to be. I am still working with the Lord
to break down the disdain I have for those people but I no longer have to deal
with their negativity. It hurt because I assumed that they would care for me
and what I was going through. I thought I meant something to them. I learned
the difference between family and relatives. Like everything in life, that
situation came to pass and for that I am grateful. My point in all of this is
don’t do something to someone that you wouldn’t want to happen to you. People
can only take so much before they move away from you. Even though I don’t
always act like a bear doesn’t mean that I am not one. I am worthy of a happy
life and intend on living that way by any means necessary.
I hope we are able to take a stand
on the things that we deserve. Sometimes people are not able to see it and if
their treatment does not meet with those requirements then we have to go.
Simple as that.
Live your life like a cake.....sweet and bringing a smile to everyone's face!
And remember everyone has enough
good qualities and is worthy of being treated well. Don’t poke the bear.
E
