Why does it seem like the more we grow, the less fun we are?
I’m not ashamed to admit that I was the team captain #teampetty, in the past I have enjoyed, better yet marveled in my pettiness.
I was really good at being a petty mean girl.
Alright let me clear something up, I wasn’t petty or mean just for the sake of being petty or mean, it was always in response to someone doing or saying something crazy to me. I was one of those cut deep, hit below the belt type of bitches when crossed.
Now, I’m learning that every action doesn’t call for a reaction, sometimes the best revenge is no revenge. Especially, if the person thinks they know you and are expecting for you to react in a certain way.
I decided that giving energy, especially negative energy to people who truly mean nothing to me is something I didn’t want to continue to do.
Looking back, I laugh at some of the things I’ve said in response to someone else, but in all actuality I gave that person power over me, by allowing them to “make” me do something. Respond.
The power of “ignore that hoe” is amazing, I’m fully aware that some cases are a little more complex and “ignore that hoe” may not work and that’s when I say you are well in your right to “check that hoe”. #I’mjustsayin
So now I’m #teammaturepositiveheifer and I guess that’s not a bad team to play for, not that I don’t have the urge to cross over to #teampetty. I practice restraint, ask hubby that ish is dumb hard for me, I’ve been the MVP for #teampetty for about 20 years.
But hey I’m a work in progress…