Today macy threw a tantrum. nothing that i have not seen.
not the first, but it frustrates me that i cannot seem to make my own child listen to me
let alone answer me with respect. maybe this is my warning sign to slow down with
work and other extra stuff that i seemingly am embracing? maybe it is. a wake up call indeed. through out seeing how unresponsive and being disrespectful she is - i realized that i am losing grip on her not just that, i am losing grip on everything.
all of the worlds that i walk in are falling apart i can feel it and yet i am in denial. i put up this front that i can manage, or i can handle it. but i know i cannot - i do not even know how and where to start.
at a point i conjure my comfort zone to get by. tell myself, pep talk myself that "i will get over this" - with a small breath of "hope" i convince myself that, every morning when the day starts i tell myself that - so that i dont go carrying the universe and other people seeing it. i am the ultimat...
not the first, but it frustrates me that i cannot seem to make my own child listen to me
let alone answer me with respect. maybe this is my warning sign to slow down with
work and other extra stuff that i seemingly am embracing? maybe it is. a wake up call indeed. through out seeing how unresponsive and being disrespectful she is - i realized that i am losing grip on her not just that, i am losing grip on everything.
all of the worlds that i walk in are falling apart i can feel it and yet i am in denial. i put up this front that i can manage, or i can handle it. but i know i cannot - i do not even know how and where to start.
at a point i conjure my comfort zone to get by. tell myself, pep talk myself that "i will get over this" - with a small breath of "hope" i convince myself that, every morning when the day starts i tell myself that - so that i dont go carrying the universe and other people seeing it. i am the ultimat...
