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Acknowledgement

I get so caught up in the pursuit of tomorrow, my goals, dreams and plans that I lose sight of what I gained today, where I am right now. I know where I want to be, I am fierce in my declaration of greatness, for the future; I need to appreciate and acknowledge what I have attained in this moment. I am stronger than I was yesterday, that alone is cause for pride. I got kicked in the teeth and punched in the gut; I cried, I bled and then I stood back up and grinned because they will not get that opportunity again and I am still alive and fighting.

 Someone tried to make me feel responsible for their pain, for their choices, attempted to offload their baggage from the crazy train onto my platform. Hell no! I don't ride that train and I don't take passengers or baggage from it either. I don't have room for emotional blackmail, pity parties or the blame game, that shit doesn't get you anywhere. I don't participate in any kind of activity that involves shfiting responsibility for your actions onto anyone else. I had to tell a friend that and it hurt, and I also had to realize that friend is not good for my life and my sanity. I had to make a hard choice and say "No. This is my life, this is my line and you will not cross". 

 I rode the crazy train many times, know every twist and turn it takes you on and suffered for the journey until I made the choice to step off the ride and never look back. It still tries to stop and call my name, dump shit on my doorstep but I am not a fool and I will not pander to such idiocy. I would rather live my life fighting for every inch then to give in. I am not the weak and scared little rabbit running for any false port of safety, I am the hunter now. Go ahead, test me and see what I have become.


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