The Memoir Of Ms. Butterfly

I am stuck in my head, so I have not been able to place my thoughts on paper.

I should be able to unblock myself by putting myself on paper, but not even a blank piece can help me find myself.

The struggle is real. I am, sadly, in my way, with a one-track mind eight days into the new year, and I dislike admitting this to myself. My thoughts are with him and his family.

Devil is working overtime, so I can vow to myself as 2025 comes in. One of the many vows I made to myself was to stop reaching out to those who don’t look for me.

If those people I used to make a priority in my life are not searching or wondering where I could be, they no longer have room in life because I was never necessary to them.

If I could be necessary to anyone, they should be able to move mountains just like I would for everyone because I am such a giver.

My heart is heavy, but my faith strength is going to battle my struggles. I understand  I deserve better, and it’s time to improve.

I deserve better if I stay true to my vow to myself.

Ms. Butterfly Genesis