Saturday, November 26, 2011
Tyler Perry Movie Marathon Helped Show Me The Light
I've never had to erase email accounts in order to avoid people. However, since the father of my blessing deems it necessary to use this medium in order to upset me while pregnant, I deem it necessary to cut him off in every way possible. Only a coward picks on a woman. Especially a pregnant woman. And only a coward refuses to provide things for his child, because the child's mother refuses to play his mental games. The last thing that I ever wanted to do was keep him away from baby. But, if he goes out of his way to upset me, while carrying baby, who's to say that he won't go out of his to hurt the baby's feelings. I've done all that I can to include him in this. But to him, it's not about the baby. It's about manipulating me. And that's sick. I pray for him. I forgive him for all that he's done to me, and all that he hasn't done for my baby. Enough is enough. He does not deserve the honor of being at my child's birth, being listed on my child's birth certificate, or being involved in my child's life. He is an unhealthy character that will NOT poison my baby's world. And he will NO LONGER poison mine. It is a matter of SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST, and SELF-PRESERVATION.
While most times I regret ever meeting him, I choose to no longer feel this way. Had I not met him, I wouldn't have my Mushka. My biological father was a poison that I didn't need in my life, and Mushka's biological father is of the same brand. I don't feel guilty. I did. But I no longer do. You see, I am a good person, and I deserve all of the love in the world. I deserve to be treated with respect at ALL times, and I deserve to have a stress-free pregnancy. I deserve to be surrounded by supportive, loving people who only have my best interests at heart. There is no room for snakes in my life. And I will NOT make room for them. We are not, nor were we ever married. I am not obligated to him. The reality of it all is that I got played in the worst way by a conniving snake who saw a beautiful, intelligent, loving, trusting woman, and took advantage of her kindness, and her love. I have learned many lessons from this experience. By the grace of God, I escaped with only minor bruises that will heal over time.
I owe it to myself, and my baby to be the best ME that I can be. To provide the best life for us both, and to love hard and laugh until I cry. While it does pain me to have to make such a decision, I know in my soul, that it is what's best for Mushka and myself.
I would like to thank the TBS programmers for having a Tyler Perry Movie Marathon yesterday. It opened me up, brought my pain to the surface, showed me that I'm not alone, and helped me realize that I had the power within to make the pain go away. But most importantly, that I'm not wrong to make that pain go away.
It may sound silly to you, but it helped me when nothing else seemed to be able to. And for that, I thank God for creating Tyler Perry.
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