I Hate Clichés

Every once in a while I find it normal to hit a rough patch in life. I consider them all stepping stones to advance to another level (R.I.P. Cliché), However, when you’re going through it, nobody wants to hear those old cliche sayings; I know I don’t. I try to deal with the emotion, get it out and then move on. Of course it doesn’t always happen like that.

Lately, I have been having a hard time concentrating on things that are important; things that should take priority in my life. Distraction has become unmistakably my biggest issue. I have some unresolved issues that have taken precedence in my life for a long time now, even some fairly new. Somewhere along the lines, I have lost focus. Not only has it affected who I am as a person, but my schooling as well as my relationships with my children, friends and family.

I have plenty of “aha moments” (R.I.P. Cliché), and during one of them I realized that I have isolated some, lost my patience with others and altered my tolerance with the rest. I wish I could honestly sit here and say that I have learned THE lesson through all of what I’m going through, but I haven’t, just yet. Life, is a forever learning process. I’m learning to deal with me first (R.I.P. Cliché). My isolation was very much needed, yet crippling at the same time. “Eat the meat and throw away the bone” (R.I.P. Cliché).  I sometimes get it, and other times I don’t. I think struggle with expecting everyone to know my stance, and when they don’t, I get angry….especially after explaining myself to them. I harbor anger that sometimes isn’t validated. But that’s the problem…..why do I need validation? I know what I feel and the emotions that I go through and they are very much real, so what holds me back?
Seeing this quote answered my own question 

I saw this quote on my BFF's page recently…….and as cliché as it is (R.I.P. Cliché).……it made so much sense to me. It made so much sense that it actually made me mad. Usually, the truth hurts (R.I.P. Cliché). Of course I could be bitter and just say “Fuck.That.Noise” 37 times. I’m sure it would make me feel better at the moment….all 37 times. But in reality, the pain still resides. It made me think, am I expecting too much from people? Not everyone will realize that they’ve hurt you and apologize for it. When in reality, apologizing is not necessarily admitting guilt (R.I.P. Cliché), it is, however, expressing sorrow to someone whom you love. It’s expressing to them that it hurts you, too, to see them going through something.

I’ve never wanted to be the “poster-child” for anything that I go through. Although I love helping people, I know that I must heal before I can help anyone else. I can’t always think of everyone else... if it means neglecting me. One day, my voice will be heard….no matter what! “Fuckety, fuck, fuck,” will only get me so far. Articulation is what I strive to accomplish with my words. I have so much more potential than the “fucks” that I throw out.