Life is Tricky

    I haven’t written in a while, but, my life has been crazy.  My body is fighting against me as, I have started the beginnings of menopause, also, in October my husband was finally able to have his youngest daughter live with us, after 10 years of living with her grandmother, (my husband’s mom).  The truth about what’s behind that, is a very long, frustrating story.  Any way, 10 years later, we have my husband’s 12 year old daughter living with us.  It’s a very happy occasion, don’t get me wrong yet,  you have to understand, my biological daughters are grown, married and out of the house, and we have a 2 year old granddaughter.  So, I have lived a long time just taking care of myself and my husband, this is a shock to my 48 year old mind and body.  My energy level is not what is used to be, and his daughter is missing some very simple basic rules of life, all in all, she is a very sweet child though.

As far as menopause goes, I am irritable, tired, and never know when I’m going to have my monthly visitor.  I have night sweats, no libido and I get very depressed at times.  This is on top of my diagnosed severe anxiety, PTSD, bipolar disorder, etc… So I guess you can see why, I haven’t had time to write until now.  I started selling Younique products, which is something I love, but, I haven’t had a lot of time to put into it.  Here is the link if you would like to purchase makeup, or skincare products.  Your face will love you if you do, http://melinasyounique.com/

Tomorrow, is my granddaughter’s 2nd birthday.  She has already had her birthday party, but I am going to try to make her day as special as possible.  I cannot believe how the time has just flown by.  Any who, I wanted to write before I fall asleep in my favorite chair. LOL  I will try to post more often.  Hope 2017 has been treating you well.

 

 

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Does It Ever Get Any Easier?

     Summertime should be a time of fun and laughter.  Not usually for me or my family.  It gets so hot in ILLINOIS, that my husband to whom works outside all day on barges, gets absolutely exhausted and I worry about him.  I have PTSD, from sexual abuse, and summertime is worse for flashbacks, because that’s when a lot of it happened.  My oldest daughter has health issues, and it seems that when she should be enjoying the sun, she has to go through another surgery.  My youngest daughter, well, she’s young and trying to survive in our horrible economy.  

In the past, I wouldn’t be able to function hardly at all.  I wouldn’t get up early and exercise, I would mope around unable to smile.  Since, it doesn’t get any easier, I’ve learned to cope.  Not pretend troubles don’t happen, just realize that life wasn’t intended to be easy, it was intended for you to look at the glass half full.  I now look at my husband, my daughters and my granddaughter, and tell myself to keep fighting.  There is light at the end of the tunnel.  Life is what you make of it.  Sure, I get aggravated and angry at times, cry, yell at the idiot driver next to me.  That doesn’t mean my life sucks, it means that life is life.  You go through the shit, and keep trudging on. 

Another thing, since I am almost 48 years old in September, I will no longer try to please everyone, and change myself to do it.  I am me, take me or leave me.  I will speak my mind.  Hopefully I remember to do it with respect, but I am not going to take any crap off of anyone.  I was a door mat for a long time, not any more.  

    Be true to you.  Be respectful and loving.  Help when your able.  Don’t let anyone tell you that you can’t, and don’t let anyone change you or your personality.  God made you unique, and He didn’t mean for anyone to change you!!!!

Do you ever why it took you so long to get where you’re at?

Do you ever wonder why it took you so long to get where you’re at?  I mean, from the time I was in grade school on up, I knew I only wanted to be a wife and mother, but because I let other people and their opinions influence me.  I made too many crazy stops, before I got to my current destination as wife, mom and now, Mi Mi.

I never wanted a “career”, but I had everyone in my ear telling me that I needed to go to college, I needed to make money, blah, blah, blah, blah….. No I didn’t!!  I was always the type that loved to be around family and I loved being creative.  I loved to write, sing and draw.  If everyone had left me alone and let me follow my dreams, it might not have taken so long for me to finally be happy.  Yes, I have a mental illness, oh dang, I SAID IT!!! I’m mentally ill.  How dare you if you just thought of the word crazy!  It doesn’t mean that I’m crazy.  It just means my ailment isn’t physical.  I was born with parts of my illness, but others developed from traumas that happened in my life.  Everyone would be happier if they would just admit it and get help, instead of blaming everyone else.  Any way, as I was saying, I knew what I wanted.  I should’ve told everyone else to take a flying leap, but I didn’t, so, it took a long time and a lot of heartache because I let other people run my life.

If your kids aren’t killing themselves, they’re respectful, appreciative, then leave them alone to follow their dreams instead of telling them to follow YOUR dreams.  A lot of people that are going to college or have already been, have spent a lot of money on an education, yet they still don’t have a job or they’re unhappy.  College doesn’t fix unhappiness.

Sometimes I feel like congratulating parents on making their kids feel miserable and inadequate.

Just because you didn’t do what you think you should’ve when you had the chance, now you project your unhappiness onto your own children.  Tell your kids that you love them and want to support them in anything they would like to accomplish.  Even if you don’t have the money, be their moral support.  Then maybe it won’t take 30+ years to realize they’re finally doing what they always wanted to do, and they will have a great relationship with you by their side!

 

 

Make It Beautiful!

    As I said in one of my other posts, the start of 2016 was, well, a nightmare.  I won’t give you any details, other than to say, I thought my whole life was going to hell in a hand basket.

Now, it’s the end of January and I feel like I’m walking on clouds.  I feel appreciated, loved, protected and because of a skin care product I use, I finally feel pretty.

It takes some sanding down to bare metal sometimes to find the smooth.  The expression, “Diamond in the Rough,” fits my life to a T.

I am trying to learn to be positive instead of a DEBBIE DOWNER.   I’m trying not to always wait for the sky to fall.  Just because life is good right now, doesn’t mean it is going to end.  I love my family, each and everyone of them.  My husband is at work and I miss him.  After eight years of marriage, we are cuddling and listening to each other.  It’s a shame we as humans have to go through rough periods in our lives to appreciate how wonderful our lives really are.

Please, take the advice of a 48 year old, stop being so negative.  It’s stressful and uncalled for.  Life IS what you make of it.  So, make it beautiful.

I LIVE MY PAST

When I say I live my past, I don’t mean, “I live IN my past,” I mean, I LIVE MY PAST!  

It happened within the last two weeks.  An argument, upset feelings, argument gets bigger.  Before you know it, your perception is off and you have tunnel vision.  Something was said, or done, that took me straight back to a past relationship, a bad past relationship.  Not only were things we were saying and doing like my past, but I was reliving my past.  My guard came up, I put on my boxing gloves and went to war. When that happened, things that were said to me, were ten times worse than they should have been, because I just knew that I was right back in 2004, when my world was falling apart, therefore, in the present, my world was falling apart. 

Why do we do that to ourselves and others around us?  If they have lived that past with us, well, we just take them with us.  Then when you try to go back and explain everything when things have calmed down, you look like you’re making light of what happened.  I am much better than I was even a couple of years ago, but there are times I take a few steps backwards and then I have to try to keep myself from beating myself up for making a mistake.

 

I can thrive in life, excel, be so happy, if I will stop the cycle of living things over and over again.  I do it to myself.  I also think that I can handle life on my own, with no one or nothing to rely on.  I can’t.  I have to, for myself, lean on my Father.  My Father, never lets me down.  When I start listening and talking to Him, my life falls into place.  When I don’t, everything goes to Hell!  Believe what you want, live a miserable life blaming others and running in circles.  Not me.  I won’t do it any more.  I like to love, laugh, hug and joke.  I can’t do that if I’m miserable and always looking for the next shoe to drop.  If you are looking for it, it will happen, that shoe will drop straight on top of your head.

 

Take a deep breath in the middle of bad situations, and reevaluate what’s really going on.  And for goodness sake, keep others out of it until you absolutely know for sure that your life is going down that drain.  

Wise

I observe so much more as I get older, I know more.  I have realized my mistakes, and some of them not completely my fault, whether it be, wrong advice or just pure ignorance from what I was taught.  You cannot  change past decisions, but you can make today better that yesterday.  The more I see my granddaughter the more I ponder on things and my eyes open up.  As I told my daughter today, I wish people had given us better advice.  Like, stay away from your stepfather, molesters never change.  We instead were fed a line of bull, “Oh, he’s changed, it won’t happen again,”  Lies!  As far as I am observing, now, I think he hurt even more people than I was ever aware of.  Thank God, I don’t have to see him ever again.  Although I am talking to my mom, and trying to be around her, she still upsets me and disgusts me if I think about things too much.  It’s very hard when that person is still married to the person that messed your childhood up.  

I have my true family though, and they make me happy and it just keeps growing.  There is always something to look to besides the past.

I Suprised Myself

     As I said in my last blog, there would be more to come, today I’m ready to tell you a little more of my getting past my sexual abuse.  Mother’s day is Sunday, and it seems God has been saying it’s time to make a little step forward, towards my mother.  I haven’t spoken to her in two to three years, because she is married to the man that molested me.  I have taken my time to gather myself for a long time now, and now, I am ready to communicate with her, and her only, never again with my stepfather though.  So, that being said, I sent a  text my mother, bible verses every now and then, and I bought her a mother’s day card, (she did give birth to me).

I knew that today my daughter’s were meeting with her, and they were just down the road.  God told me, it seemed almost a real tug, to not waste my stamp, go give her the card and a hug, even if that’s all it was.  I don’t want something to happen to her or me, and me wish for the rest of my days, that I had at least spoken to her.  And so I mark this day, the 8th of May, 2 days before Mother’s Day, a day of a major break through.

      Now this isn’t a step for everyone, but right now at the age of 47, it is what God wants for my life.  God is a must in my life.  He knows what’s best, so I will try to do my best and listen to Him.  \

She held me tight, and told me she loved me.  I believe her, although I think she is fooled and extremely misguided.  She is my mom and I do love her.

Th