Life has a funny way of kicking you in the balls, doesn’t it? Now, I may be using that statement from a man’s perspective but hold your horse’s folks.
I’ve moved on to a new job as of late and one thing I could say, I have never felt better. The last job I had was affecting my health, physically and mentally. I was also gaining quite a bit of weight. If you haven’t worked at a call center before, please understand you’ll have much more respect talking to people on the phone afterward. Now, I’m a bus driver and boy let me tell you, people don’t know how to drive.
I believe I have way better control driving a bus than a car, funny. Anyway, what I want to bring to attention is the fact that even though I feel better, have these plans to move on in life, bam, here comes life to bring you down.
My sleep schedule has been a joke, I’ve reverted back to taking melatonin. I now take Natrol, maximum strength. If you haven’t tried it, I highly recommend. Besides the usual anxiety meds for OCD, I also take a multivitamin. I know and understand how some adults take pills after pills just to make it through their days. Even with all of that, life likes to throw curve balls at me.
I’ve been trying for the longest time to leave the house I bought and leave it for my parents. Even with all of that, it seems like my parents have yet to understand how they are. For those just reading this, my mother is a narcissist. I’m not just saying that either, she is really one, she has even acknowledged it before. It took me awhile to escape her clutches before. That being said, they like to live comfortable lives and be dependent on their kids. I struggled trying to regain my independence even as an adult, they messed up my credit by using my identity, and etc, huge fiasco.
The curveball I am trying to lay out is this, toxic relationships. We’ve heard the phrase, family is family. But I can honestly say, run from any toxic relationship. Some people, no matter how close they are to you, if they are abusive in any way, show no respect and keep you stale, they are not good for you. Even now as I had them live with me as I transition back to being on my own, 28 years old, my parents still believe they can control my life even after showing I am more of an adult than them. I was homeless before, worked my ass off, keep rising and getting better jobs, honing my talents, and being more of a man than they taught me.
As life keeps throwing these obstacles at me it helps me realize the true relationships I should have around me. And so I have begun to cut and trim the tree that continues to grow. The fruit I bear will not be spoiled by the bad soil that tries to be around me. My foundation is rooted in something much deeper. And so I say, let the curve balls come, I’ll take them on and run home.