Have you ever felt that someone was struggling with liking you? I always feel the pull.
I can always feel when someone is battling with how they feel about me. When they are in front of me, they feel my energy and know that I say what I mean and I mean what I say. However, when they aren’t with me, the struggle begins.
I wear my heart on my sleeve, and I will never change that!
When you talk to me, I’m giving you my truth, and I feel safe doing that. Even though I know that truth is nowhere near the person that I’m talking to.
Some of you may be asking, “why I do I wear my heart on my sleeve”? By doing this, I’m leaving myself wide open to having hurt feelings and feeling scarred. Well, rest assured that isn’t the case for me. Because it’s hard to hurt my feelings, and you can’t break me. I am an easy person to stop talking to because I won’t ask any questions, I won’t try to contact you nor will I skip a beat.
Once you show me who you are, I enthusiastically let you go. But here’s the primary situation that I found myself in.
Dealing with women that will sit back and pick your life apart and compare you against them. Not always comparing materialistic items but merely the way you interact with your kids. Maybe they see the way your spouse treats you and the way you treat him.
And that’s when their battle begins with you. They like you, but they don’t like you like you. Constant inconsistencies will start to show there ugly little head, and they will cling to you and then let go. This will happen so regularly that you can begin to predict when their moods will swing. You’ll be able to point out the things that trigger the swing of emotions.
Whatever the case, maybe they can’t be trusted because the unhappiness they have in their heart will search for ways to ruin your joy. Now don’t get me wrong even though I see this happening I will continue to be. My joy and happiness will run them away.
So never feel the need to transform yourself and be lowered to their sunken spirit. Continue to be high spirited and just pray for God to remove them and give them permission to let you go!
Because the truth is… you don’t like me.
You could have chosen any blog to read, but you chose mine, and I’m honored!