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Truth Is

Truth is, I feel too hard, and I let my emotions get the best of me. I used to sit, stare at nothing for hours, and wonder where I went wrong.

Like why don’t you love me as you should? What did I do wrong to make you look over, under, and around me? Never looking straight into my soul. That’s all I ever wanted and needed. When the world proved cold, I needed you to show me how warm it could be.

Truth is, I never thought I was worthy of love because I was flawed. My temper was quick, and my anger could last a lifetime. I thought smiling made me seem weak and an open target for people to take advantage of me. So the more stern I became, the harder it would be for the unwanted to feel bold enough to enter.

Truth is, this was a learned behavior. I remember being told that my features weren’t what they should be, so I began to believe that. I chose to believe what I was told to believe. 

Therefore hating what I saw. 

I thought for sure when I was stared at, my flaws were uncovered.

Truth is, I’m more of a hugger than a fighter. I like to express my love with words and actions. If I love you, then I can’t tell you enough. I want your spirit around me and smothering me.

Truth is, I am exactly who I’m supposed to be, and now I have the honor of helping others find comfort in their skin.

Truth is….you could have chosen to read any blog, but you chose mine, and I’m honored.

~Belladonna~

33 Replies to “Truth Is”

  2. You are beautiful, dear and so are your thoughts. I love your writing style. It’s so confident, positive, and so honest. ♥️♥️♥️♥️🌹🌹🌹🌹. Keep writing.

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  7. Guuurrrrlllll, you are definitely a true Cancerian indeed. I felt like I was reading something I wrote. The good thing is, honey chile, you are getting “it!” It took me a while to get there because as you noted, I’m a hugger, but if push comes to shove, the ponytail, stilettos and earrings are coming off. 🥊🤜🏼🤛🏼🥋. Don’t start nothin’ it won’t be nothin’. People push their insecurities off on you and when you hold their insecurities in your hands, they are satisfied when you are broke down and broken. I learned and I am still learning at the age of 64.

    Now that you have on your big girl drawers, own it! Your story will resonate with so many others, women, girls, men, and boys! Stand up and speak your truth. 🥰💐😘 Now, let the church say AMEN! 🕍🙏🏼🌟

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    1. AMEN!!!!!!! What’s I had my girls I said a HUGE change has to happen within me. I didn’t want any of my insecurities to rub off on them.
      LOL not the stilettos and earrings coming off!!! LOLOLOLOL

      What a huge compliment for you to say it feels like someting you would write. You have made my day!!

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      1. Oh girl, been there and done that. We cannot allow anyone or anything negative to allow their seeds to drift our way. You are a strong woman Belladonna. That T-shirt your husband was wearing on one of your posts that said he prayed to God to give him strength and he sent his wife…honey chile, that ain’t no joke, but that doesn’t mean you are not sensitive either. You’re gonna be alright because you are peeling the layers of insecurity off. I still have a few more layers to go and I am going to roast those suckers off on the grill. 🤣😝😂

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      1. Actually we have a time difference 😊
        Friday here is almost over.
        It rained heavily today and it’s still raining.
        I’m from India 🙂
        Yes, god is leading us all.
        Our subconscious mind is doing its own magic.

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