Me.Today.:(I didn’t get shit done.

I didn’t get shit done.


since I’ve come on home
well, my body’s been a mess
and I’ve missed your ginger hair
and the way you like to dress

It has been said, ‘time heals all wounds.’ I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone.

Rose Kennedy (via observando)

I bust my ass and I still get no credit.

I work so hard and yet everything I do is diminished or unnoticed by my family.

I work full time with autistic children while also working on my masters full time.

It would be nice to hear, “I’m proud of you,” every once in a while…
Instead of, “apply for a different job”, “why do you wanna do that”,” you would make more money doing this”, “you really won’t be able to find a man once you get that degree”, “when are you gonna ever find the time to have kids?”

Like… shit.
What’s wrong with my dreams? Why can everyone have their cake and eat it too, but everything I want is too much? Because the life I choose for myself doesnt fall into your plans? Funny thing is, MY life doesn’t have to go according to YOUR plan.

My life is turning out beautifully, to me. Yeah, there’s some things I need to work on, but im a work in progress. Every thing God wants to happen in my life, will happen. And I’m trusting in him.

With all that being said,
Just continue to watch me work.

Peace & blessings, yall.♡