Skip to main content

Women: Love Thyself First

I'm sitting here thinking about my story and the stories of others that I've heard over the last year. The more I think about it, the more I realize the importance of loving thyself first. You can't make a man love you. He will only love you when he is ready. And when he is ready, he will love you the only way he knows how. Will it be the way that satisfies you? Maybe not. So we have got to get to the point where we love ourselves more. So much more, that we are not willing to accept anything less than we deserve. Love yourself enough to demand what you need. Love yourself enough to say "no, that won't work." Women, we have to love ourselves enough to know when our relationships are one-sided. Love yourself enough to not go any further with someone until they show you they can love you the way you need to be loved. Because I promise, if you keep loving with the hopes that they will change, you're gonna find yourself angry and bitter. What motivation does anyone have to change their behaviors if they're continuing to get exactly what they want by doing exactly what they have always done? 
You have got to know what you bring to the table and refuse to sit at one with a man who doesn't match your effort. 


Popular posts from this blog

Empty Prayers

Empty Prayers
As I was reading information on databases for my disease surveillance class, the phrase “fearfully and wonderfully made” came to mind. I mentally stepped away from the logistics of how data is stored, processed, and displayed and began to think about how we were created. Then I began to think about all the different things that I’ve heard believers say. “God is my healer.” “I’m going to pray and fast for healing.” And so on and so on. And many of these believers have faith that God will heal them, so they wait and pray. Unfortunately, many of them find themselves still waiting. Not because God isn’t faithful. Not because He isn’t able to do all things. The reason is because he gave us the power to heal ourselves yet we fail to understand. So we just wait. He said to delight yourself in Him and He will give you the desires of your heart. Delighting yourself in Him will provide order to your steps. But just believing in Him is not enough. We must understand His purpose fo…

My Mother's Cries-A Reflection of My Experience of Witnessing My Mother's Pain

This is a very personal journal entry that I decided to post because it is a different type of writing for me. I probably won't even post a link, so whoever sees it, sees it.

So I awoke Saturday morning at my parents' house. I opened Facebook while still lying in bed to see a picture of my great aunt and uncle. My eyes scan the picture and I thought, "Oh, it must be Uncle Sherman's birthday." But as my eyes scanned up, I saw the letters R, I, and P. My eyes looked back down at the pic, to remind myself of who I had just seen in the pic and back up to read the caption from the beginning. My heart dropped. Although I hadn't spent much time with him, I was always fascinated by Uncle. I saw my MoMo, my mother's mother when I looked at him. But as I laid there in shock, my thoughts immediately went to my mother. I listened, but I didn't hear a sound. Too many times over the last few years, I've been alerted of the death of a family member by the sounds …

Misinterpretation of Love

Of Course, I was daydreaming....
I was sitting in my bed last night reading when the thought of the misinterpretation of love kept invading my thoughts. So I opened Facebook and decided to write a post on my thoughts. When I reached the 3rd paragraph, I realized this was too much for a FB post. So my daydreaming thoughts have brought me back to blogging for a minute. 

When my daydream manifested into words...
Many of us get so caught up in that fuzzy feeling that we get when we are around that certain person. You know the feeling. When you start smiling when they walk in the room. Their touch sends chills through your body. You want nothing more than to be in their presence. You know the feeling, right?  Many of us call it "love". You throw the word around, back and forth because it makes both of you feel something when you say it and hear it back. But before I go any further, I have to say, Chile, that is NOT love, that's hormones. All those ooey gooey feelings that make y…