Hitting my limit…

I usually like to keep to myself about certain things, but I have been building up a lot of frustration, and well it is kind of making me want to withdraw. I don’t know if this will help but it might. I am not someone that tends to put a lot out there, such as my sexuality, politics, beliefs, or opinions on certain things. Now, let’s be real you can look at me and probably have a clue on my sexuality if that is your thing, but when it comes to everything else people are always surprised but the others most of the time.

I am not a republican, but also not sure about the others. I believe in my higher power and that is the only one who can judge me at the end. I am a lesbian and yes believe I was born this way. And last, unless asked I know my opinion doesn’t matter because it’s mine, I just don’t feel the need to share it unless it is wanted. Maybe in time I will go in to more detail on those but this blog is about what I have been struggling with these last few days.

This last presidential election was the first time I ever really felt anything. I woke up sad and heavy. Now, there have been times throughout that I have continued to wake up that way, but this last weekend was the Super Bowl and that next morning I woke up super heavy and disappointed. Let me be clear though it is not because of what you think. The game was eh, but the halftime show was AMAZING. I am Puerto Rican and Panamanian, so watching Bad Bunny perform, hit me in a way that made my heart so happy. What I was disappointed in was the divide that was created. For another so called “halftime show”, which, come on people, to be shown and how things were made so political broke my heart and made me see even a little more clearer the feelings I already had. I attended a Super Bowl party, which was great until then. I see division in so much but to feel it first hand, going to be honest changed me a bit.

I know not a lot of people read this especially my friends, but at this point what does it matter. I have a right to have my feelings and express them, since they do ALL the time. The separation that happened at the party broke me just a bit more and made me think about a lot of other things. I do not have the same political views as most of my friends, and I usually try to look past it but, it is getting harder and harder for me too. Amongst my friends also my family. I called my family a few days later and hesitated to even ask but, they very quickly made clear they didn’t watch the Bad Bunny halftime show. If I am being honest that made me angry, and if you know me I am not one that gets angry. That is my Puerto Rican side. I grew up listening to music I had no idea what was being said, but it never stopped me from enjoying the beat and later learning Spanish because it is part of my family history and even present. Hearing person, after person, after person be so upset that he sang in Spanish and didn’t understand it felt like the dumbest thing I ever heard. I grew up dancing to Spanish music, to my grandparents speaking Spanish and teaching it to us, I was taught my family values by my hispanic family because of the culture, and that made me proud. I could go on and on, but I will stay focused.

Like I said before that I try to look past my friends and families different political views, but the posts, the comments, the reshares, and dialogue used by them makes me want to pull away a bit. Some could and I know would say, “oh you are being to sensitive”, ” you don’t have the right information”, “you believe everything on social media”, and on and on, but what I do know is right from wrong, kindness from bullying, and safe from sacred. If you think watching an American perform in his beautiful first language, his popular hits, and share the story of our culture and history is wrong then it is not me who is to sensitive, not me who believes everything on social media, or, doesn’t have the right information.

I know people that are dealing with everything going on first hand that are affected by things politically and belief wise. This last year I have been exposed to so many new things. People from different backgrounds, lifestyles, culture and beliefs and, can say I am here for it. These times have made it really hard for so many, and the way things are being handled, or justified, and exposed is only getting worse and that makes me sad. I usually like to keep to myself and just keep quiet, but I am kind of over it.

Although these are tying times and honestly sad and embarrassing, I will continue to keep my core values and beliefs. If that makes my outings less, my circle smaller, and my interactions different, but still staying kind, open and guarded at the same time, and leading with love then I will keep pushing through. My purpose is to show and be love, to be caring and create a safe space. I will not become judgmental, but also won’t just accept everything. I won’t become hard hearted when people are needing compassion.

If we are lucky enough to have a new day we are given another opportunity to do better and think before we speak, be considerate before we act, and remember that everything we do will have a consequence, everything we post or share will forever be out there, that our kids and younger generation is watching us. I know we all have the “right” to say what we want, feel what we want, do what we want, support who we want, because we have “rights”, right? So with that proceed through daily life while reminding yourself of that.

Happy New Year!

Every year I don’t do New Year resolutions, I pick a word for the year to set my intentions in all the aspects of my life. Last year my word was Connection. As I went through the year and when it ended, I looked back and reflected on how and if I followed through with my word. I am happy to say I did.

My focus was building Connections with my clients, myself, my friends, and my family. There was a lot of good success in doing this, but there was also some that were lost or distanced. This last year changed in a deep way with the way I look at things and if I am honest, people. It was a heavy year politically, and it really made me look at a lot of people differently and a lot of them are or were in my close circle.

I am not someone that is political, and with that I don’t speak my opinion very often, but I would if I felt I needed too. I chose to sit back and just observe and it challenged my connection with many. So, with that I took my word and used it in the areas that would help me grow and not make me feel so little. These times are heavy and loud. It has made me sad to see some of the posts, comments, remarks, and support things that are close to me. Let me also clarify that we don’t have to have the same views, but I won’t accept intentional disrespect or hypocrisy.

Moving on to this year’s word, which is Intentional. I created my new board, again focusing on all of the areas of my life that I can practice it. Moving through life intentionally will help me think before I speak and react, strategically plan out and prepare my thoughts in work, relationships, and do what might be best for my certain situations. This will also allow me to protect my peace when going through life’s challenges.

I have always tried to move through life leading with love and thoughtfulness. I am not sure if I am successful all the time, but I really do try. Assigning myself a word for the year has helped me slow down my reactions and identify my feelings. Doing this also helps with my self growth which I am always working on. Not everyone will understand it, and that’s ok, the way I move through my life is not for them to understand.

I am hoping that setting myself up for success in my thoughts and intentions I will be able to achieve my goals. I am hoping to stay motivated and focused, but allowing myself a little grace when it comes to my reactions. I am only human and trying to be the best I can in a world of absolute chaos.

2023 is coming to an end!

Well hello! Man I have been reflecting on this year and there are a lot of feelings that it gives me. The holidays are coming and going and before we know it we will be writing 2024. This year has been a year of loss in death and relationships, self realizations, self growth and so much more. From May until now so much has changed in my life and if I am being honest it broke me.

The first loss was my grandpa in May while we were in Hawaii. He was in his 90’s and although at that age we tried to be prepared as much as we could but it was all of the emotions being dealt with that shook me. I have not see my parents grieve much in my life, and both of my parents grieve different. I am not sure if it was just because I was there in the thick of it and seeing it first hand, or if because it was my mom, whom I feel I am more connected to when she is in pain, but man was it hard to experience as a child seeing their mom feeling sadness. There was one other time I saw my mom in a state of so many emotions. The first time was when my dad had a heart attack when he was in Chicago alone.

For those of you that know me are have gotten to know me through here, I am a feeler. When those close to me are hurting or going through something, I can’t help but feel it as well. But in May she lost her dad while we were in Hawaii. Even though you try to prepare yourself for these kind of things, you can never really fully prepare yourself. I won’t go in to details but if I could use one word to describe the emotions around me and what I felt were, well eye opening.

After the passing and getting back from the trip well, I was broken up with and treated pretty ugly and had my birthday shortly after, not to mention we worked together at the time and well she made me finish out the month of June going through it all. Feeling all the things with my birthday, my daughters birthday and what would have been our 8 year anniversary all while having to work till the last day of the month with her, it being so uncomfortable for us all but her in the work place. There was one day I had a straight panic attack, something I haven’t felt in years and never in my work place before. But I got through it and since June 30th I have not seen her since.

Being broken in a way that was “promised” would never happen and when just weeks before so many other things were being said and told to me, took me for a surprise, honestly. Things had been up and down since 2020 when she moved out, but again so many things had been said and promised that at the end of this breakup I will never be the same. I got back in to counseling, deep into the gym, and signed up for some classes, all just to stay busy and find myself again. In those 8 years I dedicated MY LIFE to her. I mean I gave everything and all I had. Like in post in the past you might remember me talking about the kids. She had three, the youngest was 1 when I came in to his life, so I also feel the loss of child along with a relationship.

Being back in counseling has really helped with learning why I have reacted to things in a certain way and what kind of patterns I have continued to live. So since June I made a deal with myself to focus on me for the rest of the year. To grow, change bad habits, work out, and continue to educate myself, all to keep me busy and forward focused. Now, I would be lying if I said it has been easy, because it hasn’t. I have been in tears more than I would like in counseling, and had a few break downs in the gym, but only had to leave twice because I couldn’t get a hold of myself. Morning and nights are the hardest for me. I have also been surrounding myself with new people and people that I know I can be myself with.

thingsI have made new friends and started to go back out doing things I hadn’t done in so long because when we did I never knew how it was going to end. I have started to allow myself to be me again. Although I am not sure if it’s me or a new me because people change in 8 years and lots of trauma and not caused by me. I have reflected on that relationship a lot and I have always been an optimist and even through all of the things I went through I still am. I still remember the love, the laughter, all the good times, all the things we got through for her together and all the memories we made. I still feel the pain but I also still laugh out loud when I think of things or watch a video. Yes, as the kids say “she did me dirty”, she also taught me a lot and showed me a lot. I am still thankful for her and the time we had and even knowing she moved on before we ended I still just want the best for her and for her to be happy. I am not like other ex’s and never will be. We had something special and she was special.

I just finished my classes and am proud of myself for getting through them. There were my hardest yet but I did it and I am SO HAPPY to be done. I have stayed consistent with the gym and have continued to stay focused. With that being said what’s the next step? My friends think I need to get back out there but, I am not sure I am ready. There are things I miss but there is also a lot I am not sure I am ready for. I have been working on self confidence and knowing my worth. I feel I know my worth and what I want and deserve but when it comes down to it will I revert back to people pleasing or stand strong and not be afraid to hold back? Will I be able to break my walls down? Or will I let it crumble down because I am just happy to be there?

I am not sure how to go about things from here. I would love for something to find me organically and not have to do the apps. I hear my friends talk about their internet dating and man it is tough out there for them straight people, who knows what it will be like for the others. I know I will not make it a focus to find someone just to find someone. I know I am ok alone and have a group of friends that make me happy.

I am not someone looking for someone to make my life better and take care of me. I am not desperate to just entertain just anything. I have seen people in my life say and tell WAY to much in the beginning and have seen some be so reserved that the other people wanted more then they wanted to share just yet. I am not some spring chicken anymore but I have learned that I do not have to be a savior to all. I want to be open but I am scared. It is different out there these days. I am not a hook up person AT ALL. This new dating culture is not the scene for me. I can’t talk to multiple people or don’t want to at least. I have never been put in that situation before but just doesn’t sound good to me.

So going in to the end of the year I am proud of myself and trying to allow myself to feel whatever I need to through the holiday. I have a great support system and know that it is ok to feel and think about whatever I need to. I have been practicing not dwelling on the moment but also not getting stuck in it. I am not one for New Year’s resolutions but I do pick a word to focus on. I will be thinking of that soon so I can set my intentions for the year to come. Thank you for taking the time.