I started writing a post a week ago about what my husband did one night when the kids were more trouble than they should have been.
As I was writing the post I realised that there were somethings that I did that night that were pretty childish. My mind immediately started making excuses for being childish..
Well I wouldn’t be this way if it wasn’t for. …
But then I knew that was ridiculous because no matter what happened to me… I have a choice not to be a bitch or just plain immature.
Anyway before I could finish that post… things got in the way and I forgot about it.
Yesterday my husband and I had our counselling session and it was full on. A part of me felt like she was picking on me but a tiny part of me knew she was right. Again my brain started making excuses… well she’s a shitty counselor anyway
No she’s not. She is right.
I need to stop blaming people. Yes it was their fault but no you didn’t have to react that way. Yes it is a scary thought that people might take advantage of you if are nice to them but that is on them. NOT YOU.
Its going to be a long road ahead. For a long time I kept telling myself that I need to stay alive and sane for my kids but that’s not true. ..
I need to stay alive and sane for me. ME. Because I can’t let the past define who I am.