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"Not Everyone Will Love You..."

Granny said it best. "Not everyone will love you."

She told me that one day at the washateria -- or laundry mat, if you're not from Texas. It was in the 70s and we were there to wash clothes. There was another little girl there, and I wanted to play with her. She was being extremely unfriendly and off-putting, but I didn't realize it because I was so focused on my mission to play. Finally, Granny had enough and pulled me away, saying, "Leave that girl alone." I looked up and said, "I just wanted to play with her." And that's when she imparted that wisdom to me.

Oh, how I wish I had listened to her then.

As I've reflected on this situation with New Boo, I realize that for the past month and a half, I've been trying to engage him in a situation he's clearly not a part of. And while I've been focused on my mission of being loved, he's been equally focused on HIS mission of not loving me. And it wasn't until this very moment that I realized what was going on.

Believe me, I've got it now. Carry on...

Comments

JB said…
My heart aches for you. I really hope you can leave this guy behind and find peace for yourself. Your granny might take you in her arms when you were hurt. I hope so. You deserve that now.
MackDiva said…
Thank you. We finally broke up. Now the healing can begin, I hope.

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