Category: fearless
Taking Control
**Day 2: Taking Control of My Day**
I didn’t ask to be anyone’s emotional dumping ground. I didn’t ask to carry the weight of people who show up in and out of my life whenever it’s convenient for them.
My story starts young. My grandma took me in when I was three. The abuse in that house didn’t start right away, it came later, after my father passed, and it lasted until I was fourteen, when we finally moved. That part isn’t her fault. But over the years, she’s been in and out of my life, on her own terms, up until I got my own place.
When I got my own place, I opened the door wide. I told her wherever I live, she’s welcome. I meant it. I paid her to help raise my son while I worked. I helped her get her Social Security. I let arguments happen with people I was dating just so she’d always have somewhere to land. I even moved to be closer to her and my brother.
And still, every time I asked for help, I got complaints. Fussing in the morning. A smirk when things got hard for me, like some quiet satisfaction that I’d finally hit my breaking point.
So today, I told her to leave.
She didn’t take it seriously, because she’s used to me calming down and letting her back in. But this time, my brother is handling her things when he’s back from vacation. She can stay with him or wherever she was before.
Then she told my son I’d asked her to leave. He packed a bag and left with her. I’m not angry that he packed a bag. I’m angry that he chose not to stand on his own.
Here’s what I’ve learned: I never held it against my mom that my grandma raised me. Grandma didn’t have to take me in, but she did, and I never made my mom pay for that. But somehow, no matter what I do or how much I give, it’s never enough. I’m always the one absorbing the disrespect while everyone else’s shortcomings get excused.
I have five other children who need me present, today, not tomorrow. I can’t keep pouring myself into people who only show up to take.
So today, I’m choosing peace over chaos. I’m not afraid anymore. I’m handing the rest over to God, and I’m walking forward.
**If it costs you peace, remove it.**
*”Let the peace of God rule in your hearts…”* — Colossians 3:15
*”Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on thee.”* — Isaiah 26:3
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Pondering
How do you instill things in your children that will help them grow and learn?
How do you get your children to understand how to be obedient and listen without overwhelming yourself?
I don’t want to keep using the same methods that didn’t get me anywhere with my older son with my younger children, so I tried to talk more and be more patient versus how I was with my older son and just discipline him every chance I got..
As I get older and my children grow older, it seems like talking to them at times feels like a lot like nobody is comprehending or understanding what it is that I’m trying to instill in them or teach them.
I grew up with several different ways of being disciplined and the ways that I chose to utilize what I was taught was not always good with my oldest child so I’m trying to be different with my other children…
What are some ways that you feel you can teach your children how to listen and understand what you’re teaching them without huge confusion or confrontation??
I genuinely would like an answer as to how you parent your children and what were the results of your parenting techniques that you use on your children?
Embrace Discomfort: Steps to Personal Growth
Have you ever felt uncomfortable in a situation that you put yourself into? I know how that feels and its all too familiar for me, I always did what I wanted to do and then when I was uncomfortable I often tried to figure out how I got into the position I was in. I had to realize it was me all along but see the problem I use to have was
I blamed others, I didn’t accept that it was my fault
It was someone else fault that I ended up where I was at
It wasn’t my fault
I use to be bitter
I use to be a cry baby because one the situation was too bad Instead of fighting my way out, I would play the victim and where did that get me…. no where at all
I decided one day when I looked in the mirror it was all my fault and I have to decide how to become stronger and set boundaries
I had to see that if I say no then I can slowly gain control over the situation in a good way
I have to realize I am able to make sure I am going to be better, stronger, and wiser. I thank God that he has help me become a better version than what I use to be.
its never too late to take back your power
get uncomfortable in a good way
get uncomfortable to become a better you
get uncomfortable to supersize your situation in a good way
You got this and through Gods grace he will always make a way !!!!
You can break FREE from mental abuse, sadness, and depression, and become the best version ever no matter who or what tells you otherwise
you are LOVED
you are POWERFUL
you are AWESOME
you are WANTED
YOU ARE SEEN AND YOU CAN BE WHOEVER YOU WANT TO BE UNAPOLOGETICALLY
Open up that book and read, write a story, create a blog, and start that journey to a healthier you!!!!! But you gotta start somewhere!!!!!
