Thank u, Next

I was driving down the road the other day and this song happened to be on. As most of you know, this song is by, Ariana Grande. Am I big fan? Meh. However, I don’t get to pick what is on the radio. However, I can choose not to listen to it. Save that last sentence for later. So I am driving, and I am really listening to the lyrics of the song and trying to resonate with it. So what I am hearing or what I am experiencing? Is the song about dating guys? Breaking up with them? telling them, “thanks,” and on to the next. WOW, this soooooo resonates with me. Some of you might think it is different because as a lot of you know, I am not married, I don’t have kids, however I am pretty darn happy because it was the path I chose, just like everyone else choosing their own paths. By the way, Happy Mother’s Day to all the Mom’s! Yeah, this includes dog’s moms as well.

Ok, thank you, next. So, with all of my relationships, I could definitely tell past exes, “thank you.” They made me into who I am today without a doubt. This morning, my roommate got home and he was a little chitty chatty, doesn’t bode well with an empath sometimes. Look up, empath. You might know me a little better if you do and why I haven’t gotten hitched. He was telling a story, and I chimed in saying, “Yes, I have heard this one before.” Granted it was about Hawaii, which everyone loves and your imagination automatically goes to serenity. However, I did cut him off because I have heard the story about this guy I don’t even know how many times. Maybe, if I knew the guy, I could resonate with the story more. Throughout my past, guys tell the same stories, over and over and over and over again. Why do men hang on to stories? I have no idea. Next.

So my roommate knows when I cut him off, I am just not in the mood to talk. The comment came up, “sorry, it’s not all about you.” Ummmm…yeah. You already know this did not bode well with me. He knows too. So, I put down my caffeine, went upstairs to play my solitaire game and on my way into the bathroom, the cat puked everywhere! Thank you Bentley! Next comes more anger! So, now I have to go back down the stairs, get the Resolve. Resolve….love this name at the moment. I wish the whole situation resolved before it happened!

Ok, everything is about me. This comment is so far from true in many ways except one. The one being is…life is about me. My relationships, my choices, my less traveled by road, my decisions on life. When I heard this comment, I instantly went into attack mode. I have done so much for my relationships out of love, heart, and courage. I truly want nothing else in return except for respect for one another and for the someone I am with, to accept me for who I really am, an empath. It definitely does take a special type of person. My exes would know.

While I was writing this, my roommate popped in. I am still pissed mind you. He says, “I am sorry.” I replied, “that one is going to hurt for awhile.” He replied, “I know, I should have never said it, I was just mad that you cut off my story, which you do a lot.” He is right. I do cut him off, however, I tell him, it is not because I am being mean, I just have heard it sooooooo many times and it doesn’t benefit you or I, and I have no clue who this dude is you are talking about for the 100th time! Just kidding, I didn’t say that. I apologized and said, “I understand, but I just don’t like listening and talking about the same thing over again.” Do you think this comment is still out of line? I don’t because I am being honest, however, respectful. I rather talk about something we both can resonate with, which I also told him. He understands.

I have told multiple people the same story and I would hope they would interrupt me if it was the same story because I know in your mind you are saying, “oh my gosh, not again. I can’t take it anymore!” Instead of you getting angry and negative, kindly tell them or me, “yeah.. you mentioned this the other day, hope everything turned out okay.” Might make the person realize, they are telling the story too much and need to move on, AND it might give you peace of mind not to hear the repeated story. Diversion for both parties involved. Next.

So, Yes. I am starting to like this Ariana chick a little more because, I just heard her “story,” for the first time the other day, and I was able to put it into writing. Thanks Ariana! Who’s Next?

By the way, I worked with one of my favorite nurses yesterday. I was hopeful in the days before yesterday that I would be on a team with her because she inspires me to write. I didn’t tell her I wished it. I know she will read this though. My hopeful thinking got me what I wanted! Thank you! It was a great day!

My favorite numbers, 2,4,14,17,45. My hopeful thinking for today is I don’t have to use the Resolve again.