With the new changes my body is going thru (fuck you peri-menopause) my period has been acting up, weird, and inconsistent.
In the past few months something internally suggested to look into stop using tampons.
My first thought after a lifetime of use, was "what? are you nuts?!"
When I googled my options, Diva Cups were the first to pop up. I read, and read, and reaaaaaaaad. Watched a lot of Y0uTube videos of how-to, pro's and con's etc. Surveyed women on f@cebook for their age, internal health, reasons, their pro/con list etc.
What I've learned, no matter the age, country, or reason why they started using any variety of the period cups, was they are awesome.
Con's and Pro's:
Con's:
The con's were consistent across the board. The learning curve with insertion. Making sure its sealed.
Not one person got it on the first try. It takes roughly 1-2 cycles to get it right... .
Pro's:
One they got the learning curve down. THEY LOVED THE CUP! period.
Only have to change it once every 8-12 hours. Can sleep in it.
No risk of TSS (toxic shock syndrome).
Way less odor, if any at all... This surprised me to hear. I would have thought the opposite.
The cup allows you to measure your flow. This is important for any women who has to discuss any range of female issues with her doctor.
Con & Pro:
At first the $40 price tag seems like a con.
After you get the insertion down like a champ, it's quickly converted to pro! if used, and cared for correctly, you made only ever need to purchase 1-2 of them ever. Of course that excludes losing them, pets chewing them etc. That compared to the amount of money spent monthly on tampons, pads, etc. can range from anywhere to $10-$30 a month depending on different needs for each woman.
That's a lot of savings.
Excited and nervous to use my new diva cup. They come in two sizes and colours.
Size 1 is pink. This is for anyone under the age of 30, and has NOT had kids.
Size 2 is blue. This is for anyone over the age of 30. Having had kids or not.
This is because after 30 our hips and pelvis naturally widen. This is important when making sure you diva cup will be secure and not leak.
Today is my first day of using my cup. I have the day, perfect timing.
I thought at glance, the tulip fold would be my choice but couldn't manage to twist my arm the way you need to, to insert it. I used the C fold. at first I thought HOW the fuck is this supposed to go it? its big!!! I had to shove it a little. I will be buying lube to help with that.
Once in, give it a little turn to seal it in place, and whola. A whole 30 seconds later it was in, and felt like NOTHING! I didn't think it was possible for anything larger than a tampon to feel like nothing. And my cramping subsided. Another pro. I don't know for sure that I have it in properly just yet .
I checked to see if any leakage has occurred. Two hours in, with a pretty heavy flow, and no issues yet!
If you're thinking about switching, do your due diligence. Talk to ppl. Watch the 100's of product review videos on this item. And if it doesn't end up being the product for you, its only $40 lost. That's 8 lattes.
Edit/Update: I"m on my second cycle using the Diva cup. Adding a pro.
My periods have gone from lasting 3-5 days, down to 2!!!! woot woot! Feel cleaner and healthier.
Wednesday, 9 March 2016
Sunday, 21 February 2016
Epic Melt Downs
Going hand in hand with the hormonal adjustment my body is going through, I've been having epic meltdowns. They seems rational at the time. However, composing myself professionally, and well, just like a human being are becoming more difficult. Once it passes, I look back, humiliated at the things I thought, the actions I performed, things I might have said. I can't fathom how I could be so irrational in the moment.
Thankfully my GM is great, and understanding. She has been supportive. She only knows as she caught me in the restroom having an episode.
Needless to say, the last 2.5 weeks have been hell. Didn't get out of bed, eat, shower. I went to work and went thru the motions of being a human performing socially acceptable behaviour.
It's been a rough couple weeks. In the end, after speaking with a psychologist, I've had to accept that I've been, and do suffer from moderate-severe depression, and anxiety. Admitting to you Blog-family is way easier than admitting it to those I converse with in my face to face life.
I didn't understand, or really know what the symptoms were. I just thought you suck it up to a bad few days. The anxiety was a kicker. Now that I've been educating myself on it, I'm learning to use the tools to manage it. I did mention to both practitioners that I was at the point of taking any medication they felt would help. If any of you know me in real life, outside of my thyroid medication, and the occasional prescription for an infection, I don't take any drugs. I avoid Advil and all that stuff the best I can. That being said, they knew i was in need of help if I was willing to go this route. It may not be forever, just long enough to get under control so I don't lose it while I'm at work, in public etc. I never knew before how badly anxiety could be debilitating. It's scary.
To do my part, I've had to disclose this information to a few people. My personal trainer. An employer, a few friends. My trainer was important so she knew when I was making excuses not to go to the gym, it wasn't just I didn't want to go, it was I couldn't go. I've warned her there may be tears during some workouts. I need to know she can handle it. Not to take it personally. It's a process.
Thankfully she's a tough cookie.
I haven't missed any work as a result. Although my performance and personality are less than stellar when in the moment.
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One sibling is still being a nut. Something in her brain has snapped, that prevents her from the reality you and I live in, and the one in her head. They're not in sync. I've had to cut her out of my life for the time being. She was calling me at work attacking me. Calling my employer wanting to know why I won't take her calls. Seriously? Venting her grievances on our family FB page. Which I'm the administrator, so I delete them and have warned her not to go that route or she'll be deleted. The issues she thinks she's having with me haven't happened. She's created them. Her husband who never gets involved, has done just that. Gotten involved. That's huge.
That's all I have for now.
Thankfully my GM is great, and understanding. She has been supportive. She only knows as she caught me in the restroom having an episode.
Needless to say, the last 2.5 weeks have been hell. Didn't get out of bed, eat, shower. I went to work and went thru the motions of being a human performing socially acceptable behaviour.
It's been a rough couple weeks. In the end, after speaking with a psychologist, I've had to accept that I've been, and do suffer from moderate-severe depression, and anxiety. Admitting to you Blog-family is way easier than admitting it to those I converse with in my face to face life.
I didn't understand, or really know what the symptoms were. I just thought you suck it up to a bad few days. The anxiety was a kicker. Now that I've been educating myself on it, I'm learning to use the tools to manage it. I did mention to both practitioners that I was at the point of taking any medication they felt would help. If any of you know me in real life, outside of my thyroid medication, and the occasional prescription for an infection, I don't take any drugs. I avoid Advil and all that stuff the best I can. That being said, they knew i was in need of help if I was willing to go this route. It may not be forever, just long enough to get under control so I don't lose it while I'm at work, in public etc. I never knew before how badly anxiety could be debilitating. It's scary.
To do my part, I've had to disclose this information to a few people. My personal trainer. An employer, a few friends. My trainer was important so she knew when I was making excuses not to go to the gym, it wasn't just I didn't want to go, it was I couldn't go. I've warned her there may be tears during some workouts. I need to know she can handle it. Not to take it personally. It's a process.
Thankfully she's a tough cookie.
I haven't missed any work as a result. Although my performance and personality are less than stellar when in the moment.
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One sibling is still being a nut. Something in her brain has snapped, that prevents her from the reality you and I live in, and the one in her head. They're not in sync. I've had to cut her out of my life for the time being. She was calling me at work attacking me. Calling my employer wanting to know why I won't take her calls. Seriously? Venting her grievances on our family FB page. Which I'm the administrator, so I delete them and have warned her not to go that route or she'll be deleted. The issues she thinks she's having with me haven't happened. She's created them. Her husband who never gets involved, has done just that. Gotten involved. That's huge.
That's all I have for now.
Saturday, 2 January 2016
Peri-Menopause and Dating
A few months ago it was confirmed that the spectrum of emotions I was having at any given time was due to the fact I am officially peri-menopausal.
I tend to take my emotions out of one particular man. Who in high insight handles me well. Although in the same breath infuriates me to no end. Welcome to the emotional roller coaster I am on.
It's funny how we change. In one way I'm way more patient than I have been in the past. In another way, I'm psychotic when I don't get a response within a reasonable time frame, can see him whatever social media app, but am met with the excuse of "I was busy" etc.. drives me insane. And in the moment, it feels completely rational to behave the way I do. .
Dating is hard still. I'm the one great friend that everyone talks about to others etc, but have no "worthy" friends to introduce me too. It comes to a point, when you realize you're the unworthy one. I simply don't care anymore. I'm tired of putting myself out there. Dating this or that guy for a few months, then it just becomes more of a chore to date them. Putting effort and energy into them seemed too much.
Or I simply haven't met the one who doesn't make it feel like a chore. The one that makes everything new again. Him I want. I've met him. And even after 3 years he still doesn't want me in the same way. I've had to accept that. It's a jagged pill. The man you've been searching and waiting for arrives, and it's not mutual. Kind of lose hope that another one will come around again.
Maybe this has more to do with the fact my body is changing, basically puberty in reverse. Just couldn't articulate what it was exactly.
Since my trip back east, I've been working on myself. It's a work in progress. I don't think there will ever be a time when you close the book and say, "I'm done, I'm fixed, nothing more to improve, I'm perfect". I don't believe that happens for anymore. We're a constant work in progress. All of us.
Having a hard time coming to grips with the fact that I am now middle aged. I don't feel like it in a lot of ways. In others, I feel like I'm ready for retirement.
I've made to-do list. Its not a 40 before 40 thing. Just things I want to purchase, do, explore.
The only thing is a lot of these things cost lots of money. It's doable, but not without saving a little first.
Didn't really have anything productive to say. Just rambling.
I'll be blogging more. It's on the list. Forgot how therapeutic it can be just to write the thoughts down so they no long consume me.
I tend to take my emotions out of one particular man. Who in high insight handles me well. Although in the same breath infuriates me to no end. Welcome to the emotional roller coaster I am on.
It's funny how we change. In one way I'm way more patient than I have been in the past. In another way, I'm psychotic when I don't get a response within a reasonable time frame, can see him whatever social media app, but am met with the excuse of "I was busy" etc.. drives me insane. And in the moment, it feels completely rational to behave the way I do. .
Dating is hard still. I'm the one great friend that everyone talks about to others etc, but have no "worthy" friends to introduce me too. It comes to a point, when you realize you're the unworthy one. I simply don't care anymore. I'm tired of putting myself out there. Dating this or that guy for a few months, then it just becomes more of a chore to date them. Putting effort and energy into them seemed too much.
Or I simply haven't met the one who doesn't make it feel like a chore. The one that makes everything new again. Him I want. I've met him. And even after 3 years he still doesn't want me in the same way. I've had to accept that. It's a jagged pill. The man you've been searching and waiting for arrives, and it's not mutual. Kind of lose hope that another one will come around again.
Maybe this has more to do with the fact my body is changing, basically puberty in reverse. Just couldn't articulate what it was exactly.
Since my trip back east, I've been working on myself. It's a work in progress. I don't think there will ever be a time when you close the book and say, "I'm done, I'm fixed, nothing more to improve, I'm perfect". I don't believe that happens for anymore. We're a constant work in progress. All of us.
Having a hard time coming to grips with the fact that I am now middle aged. I don't feel like it in a lot of ways. In others, I feel like I'm ready for retirement.
I've made to-do list. Its not a 40 before 40 thing. Just things I want to purchase, do, explore.
The only thing is a lot of these things cost lots of money. It's doable, but not without saving a little first.
Didn't really have anything productive to say. Just rambling.
I'll be blogging more. It's on the list. Forgot how therapeutic it can be just to write the thoughts down so they no long consume me.
Sunday, 20 September 2015
10 Days. 1 Hotel Room. 3 Sisters. Ugh.
Recently went back east with 2 of my 3 sisters. The first 2-3 days were great. Then it went to shit in a hand basket. My one sister ruined my trip. So much so, that I probably wont ever talk to her again.
She drank excessively, daily. Like 2-3 bottles of wine every day. Every day! Would throw the biggest hissy fits in public if we (the other sister and I) wanted to do something else. Her behaviour was inexcusably appalling.
Lots of bullshit. She refused to take pictures of our one sister, cos in her words "why do I have do everything". I'm sorry, this isn't about you.
Made up a rumour about a male friend of mine who drove an hour to see me for 2 hours. She had decided that this was our first date after meeting off a dating site. Well that's wrong. He's married, and we skype monthly. We met thru a mutual friend on FB but had never met in person, until now. 5 years later. Not to mention she would lift up her dress and flash ppl. All immediate family btw. Did I mention she's 55, and the other sister (disabled) is 59.
She yelled at me out of the blue that I needed to respect her, listen to her and do what she says cos she's older!! Umm sure if I was 6! and not a middle aged woman already. I could have kicked her.
If she couldn't turn any conversation back around to her, she would seriously pout. Arms crossed, lip out and sulk. I have pics, but sadly I won't post them here. She had her nerve to say to one cousin. "why are you asking her about her life, her life is boring". well then.
The disabled sister was getting sick. We had been keeping the air conditioning in the hotel room pretty low. I mentioned we have to find a happy medium. Her response, "well I need it cold or I'LL get sick",.
I'm sorry, when did you become the voice that decides our disabled sister's health isn't as important as yours?
She called hotel security to come looking for me after a guy she had been flirting with,(she's married) realized we knew each other thru mutual friends, and went out for a night cap. She had decided we were having an affair, and would tell anyone, including staff if they'd listen. Security did find me. I explained who the man was to me, thanked him for his concern, and I would deal with my sister later.
We went to Niagara on the Lake. The other sister had never been to Niagara Falls, and the horse/carriage ride we were on, offered to take us there at no extra charge. She threw a fit, cos she didn't want to go, cos SHE had already been there. Again, not all about you.
I advised her one night, that I wasn't interested in going to dinner with her and her friends, I was going to enjoy a night by myself, dinner, pool, spa etc. She threw an empty wine bottle at me, screaming that I was a selfish self centred bitch, and how disappointed her friends would be. I'm sorry if hanging out with your friends, ones I haven't seen for more than 2 hours, 20 years ago and listening to you exaggerate stories I've already heard a thousand times doesn't interest me,or offends you. This is my trip too. I am not under your control. Considering I paid for 1/2 this trip for the 3 of us to go.
The icing on the cake, was when at one of the aunts houses, she got up in our 83 yr old aunts face, with her finger out, yelling, "get up off your lazy old ass, and have a fucking drink!"... repeatedly.
It wasn't until I heard it as I came inside the house from the yard, that I told her to watch her manners, and to be respectful. She came at me, more like charging at me, fast enough that my first reaction was to push her away, twice. The second time she fell backwards. So I sat on her, holding her down. Until the cousins came into the house (I'm sure the aunt went and got them) and pulled me off her. By the time they arrived, she was already telling anyone who would listen that I beat her up. *sigh*
The aunt asked us to leave. Which I do not blame her one bit. I stayed behind and let the two sisters go. The aunts and I had a great visit. Discussed a lot of topics at a normal noise level. lol
The last family bbq, she was forewarned to watch herself from the cousins. That there would be children, and protective dogs there. Her behaviour from the last couple bbq's would not be tolerated here....she pouted the whole time, and in 4 short hours, managed to down 2 bottles.
She ruined my trip. 10 days. I almost got my own room, but instead spent a few nights in my acquaintance's room whom I'd been having night caps with. I made him call his wife and explain. She was okay with it. He was a gentleman the whole time. Although my sister would make crude comments about how she hoped I got fucked good.
When we got home, Vancouver had had a big storm the day before. Arriving at my apartment, wondering if I'd have power or not, I knew I didn't the day before as the roommate had texted me. We pull up and her final insults were spewed. "why do you have power and we don't?" Her husband said, "Well hun, that's not how it works". She yelled, "We have the nicer place, we should have it first! This isn't fair that this dumpy apt gets it before we do!". I grabbed my bag, thanked my brother in law for the ride and walked away.
I'll go back on my own in a year or two. Without her.
Since our return, she has left several abusive messages. She's always been high maintenance, and always slightly rude, but this was a whole new level. I've had numerous calls from different siblings (there are 6 of us), asking wth happened. For the ones I chose to talk to, I explained they should know better than to believe the crap coming out her mouth.
What visits I did get in, were nice. It was an eye opener for a lot of us to see her behaviour so appalling.
She drank excessively, daily. Like 2-3 bottles of wine every day. Every day! Would throw the biggest hissy fits in public if we (the other sister and I) wanted to do something else. Her behaviour was inexcusably appalling.
Lots of bullshit. She refused to take pictures of our one sister, cos in her words "why do I have do everything". I'm sorry, this isn't about you.
Made up a rumour about a male friend of mine who drove an hour to see me for 2 hours. She had decided that this was our first date after meeting off a dating site. Well that's wrong. He's married, and we skype monthly. We met thru a mutual friend on FB but had never met in person, until now. 5 years later. Not to mention she would lift up her dress and flash ppl. All immediate family btw. Did I mention she's 55, and the other sister (disabled) is 59.
She yelled at me out of the blue that I needed to respect her, listen to her and do what she says cos she's older!! Umm sure if I was 6! and not a middle aged woman already. I could have kicked her.
If she couldn't turn any conversation back around to her, she would seriously pout. Arms crossed, lip out and sulk. I have pics, but sadly I won't post them here. She had her nerve to say to one cousin. "why are you asking her about her life, her life is boring". well then.
The disabled sister was getting sick. We had been keeping the air conditioning in the hotel room pretty low. I mentioned we have to find a happy medium. Her response, "well I need it cold or I'LL get sick",.
I'm sorry, when did you become the voice that decides our disabled sister's health isn't as important as yours?
She called hotel security to come looking for me after a guy she had been flirting with,(she's married) realized we knew each other thru mutual friends, and went out for a night cap. She had decided we were having an affair, and would tell anyone, including staff if they'd listen. Security did find me. I explained who the man was to me, thanked him for his concern, and I would deal with my sister later.
We went to Niagara on the Lake. The other sister had never been to Niagara Falls, and the horse/carriage ride we were on, offered to take us there at no extra charge. She threw a fit, cos she didn't want to go, cos SHE had already been there. Again, not all about you.
I advised her one night, that I wasn't interested in going to dinner with her and her friends, I was going to enjoy a night by myself, dinner, pool, spa etc. She threw an empty wine bottle at me, screaming that I was a selfish self centred bitch, and how disappointed her friends would be. I'm sorry if hanging out with your friends, ones I haven't seen for more than 2 hours, 20 years ago and listening to you exaggerate stories I've already heard a thousand times doesn't interest me,or offends you. This is my trip too. I am not under your control. Considering I paid for 1/2 this trip for the 3 of us to go.
The icing on the cake, was when at one of the aunts houses, she got up in our 83 yr old aunts face, with her finger out, yelling, "get up off your lazy old ass, and have a fucking drink!"... repeatedly.
It wasn't until I heard it as I came inside the house from the yard, that I told her to watch her manners, and to be respectful. She came at me, more like charging at me, fast enough that my first reaction was to push her away, twice. The second time she fell backwards. So I sat on her, holding her down. Until the cousins came into the house (I'm sure the aunt went and got them) and pulled me off her. By the time they arrived, she was already telling anyone who would listen that I beat her up. *sigh*
The aunt asked us to leave. Which I do not blame her one bit. I stayed behind and let the two sisters go. The aunts and I had a great visit. Discussed a lot of topics at a normal noise level. lol
The last family bbq, she was forewarned to watch herself from the cousins. That there would be children, and protective dogs there. Her behaviour from the last couple bbq's would not be tolerated here....she pouted the whole time, and in 4 short hours, managed to down 2 bottles.
She ruined my trip. 10 days. I almost got my own room, but instead spent a few nights in my acquaintance's room whom I'd been having night caps with. I made him call his wife and explain. She was okay with it. He was a gentleman the whole time. Although my sister would make crude comments about how she hoped I got fucked good.
When we got home, Vancouver had had a big storm the day before. Arriving at my apartment, wondering if I'd have power or not, I knew I didn't the day before as the roommate had texted me. We pull up and her final insults were spewed. "why do you have power and we don't?" Her husband said, "Well hun, that's not how it works". She yelled, "We have the nicer place, we should have it first! This isn't fair that this dumpy apt gets it before we do!". I grabbed my bag, thanked my brother in law for the ride and walked away.
I'll go back on my own in a year or two. Without her.
Since our return, she has left several abusive messages. She's always been high maintenance, and always slightly rude, but this was a whole new level. I've had numerous calls from different siblings (there are 6 of us), asking wth happened. For the ones I chose to talk to, I explained they should know better than to believe the crap coming out her mouth.
What visits I did get in, were nice. It was an eye opener for a lot of us to see her behaviour so appalling.
Saying No to Others, Is Saying Yes to Yourself.
It's amazing when you put thoughts, and feelings into actions.
In the last 5 months, a lot of changes have been made.
A gf, my roadtrip buddy,ended our friendship, only days after meeting and hooking up with a guy. The guy, was my date 5 days earlier. I was willing to look past that, cos they had a connection. But no, she made that decision for the both of us, and simply blocked and deleted me from her life.
At first I was super pissed. Cos I hadn't done anything. If taking the higher road makes me the biggest bitch in the world, then I guess there is a special place in h3ll for me. Surprisingly, it didn't take me long to get over it. We hadn't been friends for the last 6 years. Reconnected, and I was thrilled with that. We didn't last a whole year. That is on her. All her.
I asked myself why was I trying to make things better with someone who 1)did me wrong 2)deleted me from her life. So I stopped. And it was liberating. So much so, I decided to let go of some people in my life that I'd been holding onto for too long. Cos we had history, or there were some good times.
I reevaluated 6 ppl. 6 ppl who are no longer in my life. No big dramatic fights or goodbyes, I simply deleted them from social media. My phone. All conversations.
The one that was pretty hard was my best friend of 28 years. A friend who in the last 1.5 yrs refuses to TALK to me on the phone, and only texts me when her kids or the monster that beat her up isn't around... or if she needs something, then she's got all the time in the world. There are a lot of things that led up to this, not just her neglect on our friendship.
Only a couple months ago, I asked for her address, cos she been moving around a lot. Her first reply, "why?" and never did give it to me. She comes to town twice a year, and can't make time for me. Not even an hour. This year was no different. This time I knew when she was coming to town. I deleted her from my phone Aug 5. Aug 8th, she texts me "hey, I'm in town, coffee next week?" I didn't reply, and deleted her from all social media. Why msg me at all and go thru the motions of pretending you're going to make time for me the following week, when you leave in 2 days? She is aware we're not friends anymore, after she deleted all our mutual friends. IF they had they're own rapport, why would that be necessary? Not my problem.
The saying "Sometimes, you have to play the fool, to the fool, that thinks they're fooling you."
And that's how it felt.
In the beginning I was sad to let these ppl go. I mean I'm going to miss them. But not the friendships. The neglect. Lack of manners etc. However, it turns out, all the self-help and positive readings I've been absorbing has truly helped me realize my self worth. Not ONE of the 6 ppl have made any to get in touch with me once they've realized we're not friends. Either thru realization of social media connections, word of mouth. It only reconfirms my decision to let them go, were the right ones. The hardest decisions to make, are usually the right ones.
Onwards, and upwards. I'm not perfect, but when you let go of the negative influences, that become your negative influences, it really does open up life to new ppl and things in a positive way.
In the last 5 months, a lot of changes have been made.
A gf, my roadtrip buddy,ended our friendship, only days after meeting and hooking up with a guy. The guy, was my date 5 days earlier. I was willing to look past that, cos they had a connection. But no, she made that decision for the both of us, and simply blocked and deleted me from her life.
At first I was super pissed. Cos I hadn't done anything. If taking the higher road makes me the biggest bitch in the world, then I guess there is a special place in h3ll for me. Surprisingly, it didn't take me long to get over it. We hadn't been friends for the last 6 years. Reconnected, and I was thrilled with that. We didn't last a whole year. That is on her. All her.
I asked myself why was I trying to make things better with someone who 1)did me wrong 2)deleted me from her life. So I stopped. And it was liberating. So much so, I decided to let go of some people in my life that I'd been holding onto for too long. Cos we had history, or there were some good times.
I reevaluated 6 ppl. 6 ppl who are no longer in my life. No big dramatic fights or goodbyes, I simply deleted them from social media. My phone. All conversations.
The one that was pretty hard was my best friend of 28 years. A friend who in the last 1.5 yrs refuses to TALK to me on the phone, and only texts me when her kids or the monster that beat her up isn't around... or if she needs something, then she's got all the time in the world. There are a lot of things that led up to this, not just her neglect on our friendship.
Only a couple months ago, I asked for her address, cos she been moving around a lot. Her first reply, "why?" and never did give it to me. She comes to town twice a year, and can't make time for me. Not even an hour. This year was no different. This time I knew when she was coming to town. I deleted her from my phone Aug 5. Aug 8th, she texts me "hey, I'm in town, coffee next week?" I didn't reply, and deleted her from all social media. Why msg me at all and go thru the motions of pretending you're going to make time for me the following week, when you leave in 2 days? She is aware we're not friends anymore, after she deleted all our mutual friends. IF they had they're own rapport, why would that be necessary? Not my problem.
The saying "Sometimes, you have to play the fool, to the fool, that thinks they're fooling you."
And that's how it felt.
In the beginning I was sad to let these ppl go. I mean I'm going to miss them. But not the friendships. The neglect. Lack of manners etc. However, it turns out, all the self-help and positive readings I've been absorbing has truly helped me realize my self worth. Not ONE of the 6 ppl have made any to get in touch with me once they've realized we're not friends. Either thru realization of social media connections, word of mouth. It only reconfirms my decision to let them go, were the right ones. The hardest decisions to make, are usually the right ones.
Onwards, and upwards. I'm not perfect, but when you let go of the negative influences, that become your negative influences, it really does open up life to new ppl and things in a positive way.
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