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Pages of Your Diary

This was one of those weeks where I wasn't sure what I was going to write about. Ideas would come and go, but nothing stuck out. It wasn't a busy week at work or at home, but for some reason there were days that I was just tired. So much so that one day I left the gym early.

Yeah, for a hot second I felt some type of way because that's not how I move. When I say I'm going to do something, I do it. Come hell, high water, or exhausted. Not smart. At all. But all of that is neither here nor there. We are back for another #talkaboutthursday. A new #coffeeandcocktails topic.

So Diary by Alicia Keys has been taking up space in my head for a few weeks now. It's come on the radio, randomly in spaces I read, and just ever present. This space is a diary of sorts. Only my parents can read it. (There's cursing, yall. Keep praying for the kid. LOL) I bare my soul here for the world to read if they choose. Sometimes that the world isn't a fan of some of the content, but that doesn't take away from the fact that it is how I perceive things.

In addition to this space, I'm blessed to have people that love me enough to be my diary. They hold me when the world seems too much. When I feel myself getting caught in the undertow of life, my people are there to throw me a life jacket as opposed to tell me "You're so strong." or "Girl, I don't know how you do it." Hell, me either. They remind me that my life is divinely orchestrated, and everything is happening for my good. Even when I want to burn this mutha down and walk away all Bernie from Waiting to Exhale style.

Ya'll the real MVPs, and I love ya'll deeply. Thank you for reminding me to breathe.

And on the flip side, there are people who trust me enough to be the same thing for them. I have a tendency to collect people. Not in a creepy "it puts the lotion on its skin" way, but in a "I feel so comfortable with you" way. Life stories, good, bad, and sometimes ugly, are told. Seriously, at work the therapy chair is at my desk for whoever needs it and they know that. (I had to move the therapy candy though. Mon got a trip this summer. 😜) Thank you for letting me love on yall! :)

Everyone deserve a safe space to unload some of life's worries, just remember to stay in gratitude for those people. Tell them how much you appreciate their presence in your life. Tell them you love them. Make it uncomfortable as they like to say.

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