Am I the drama?
I know that I’m not, but I thought I would fake being polite and blame myself.
Do you ever stop and look at yourself and honestly examine who you are as a person? Or; Do you place blame on everyone else and play the victim?
I have recently started to take a good look at myself and pick apart everything that makes me the “drama”!
First, off I allow people to walk into my life and comfortably complain, complain, complain. I’m a listener, and quite frankly, I like that about me, but I want to be heard as well. And that’s where the problem lies. I listen too much, and people forget that I need them to reciprocate that polite gesture.
I let months, and in a recent case, YEARS pass, and I don’t vocalize my frustrations. Then out of nowhere, I ghost them or make myself visibly turned off by their “friendship.” I can’t hide how I feel; my facial expression and body language will tell it all.
But in my defense, I’m 45 years old, I have three kids, married for 21 years, and I’m tired. In addition, I solve problems for every knucklehead in my house. Therefore, I don’t have a damn desire to hear a friend vent about the same damn thing over and over again, especially if it’s about a man. And not just any man. OH no, no, a man that doesn’t make you a priority, and he’s never hidden that.
So here’s what I learned after my self-evaluation
I am the drama!!!!!
Instead of letting people vent about the same stupid things, I need to say, “shut the hell up, stop complaining about the things that are in your control. Either begin to make better choices or suffer in silence”. Also, I need to do better and stop starting friendships with my ears perked and my mouth closed.
Being a good listener isn’t the problem; however, allowing people to go on and on and not stopping them from complaining is the issue.
Ghosting people and rolling my eyes and is my drama-filled move.
So I’m doing away with that move by backing away slowly and will discontinue being the queen of my drama.
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