I want to say that I can recognize real pretty well on my own. As a matter of fact, I want to say that I’ve grown pretty accustomed to recognizing who all is real with me and who all spends their time fucking with my heart and mind. If you came for something deep, then know that this post will be straight from the heart and a vent session. So, if that works for you, then feel free to keep reading, otherwise, I won’t be offended if you close out of this right here.
You know what I can’t stand? When you open yourself to someone and you think they are doing the same with you, but then the games kick in. I cannot for the life of me understand why people run. I hate that this generation, mainly my own and the one after me, has built this mentality that makes it OK to run; to run when things get too hard, too vulnerable…too real. Trust me, I get it. It’s easy for someone to go behind your back and lie to you and steal your trust, but how can we ever grow if we never give each other the opportunity to be better than our pasts?
My thought-process is simple on this matter: if something is bugging you, talk about it; don’t run. If someone is meant to be in your life, you will work through it. This goes for serious relationships, friendships, acquaintances, etc. Stop being so scared to open yourself to someone that truly wants to get to know your heart. Don’t you think you owe it to yourself to stop with the bullshit; the games.
Let me open up about something dumb that I did. I wanted a change in my life. I started distancing myself from everyone that I could potentially give my heart to. I thought cutting ties was the way to go. But, then I realized that I was doing the same shit that irks me in other people when they do it to me. So, I did what was right and made sense to my heart: I reached out to fix it. Why? Because, I believe in certain people, certain relationships, certain hearts…
I’m so over the pride, the made-up fears of our hearts. If something is worth losing sleep over, or worth the gnawing in your stomach, then it’s sure as hell worth giving an honest chance at exploration. I get it. This shit isn’t easy, but no one said that it would be. But, when we isolate ourselves, we’re hurting each other, especially our own hearts. If not for anyone else, then do it for your heart. Address shit as it comes up; stop running. You deserve better. I deserve better.