it's called space

People cannot seem to understand that I need to see things on my own terms. They come up with solutions, well meaning and with good intentions, but all one needs is breathing space. And then they try to interpret whatever they think is wrong. Surprising as it may sound, I can be quite simple to get. Why take things personally, when the world, after all, does not revolve around you?

It seems am ready for the next big step but it certainly doesn't feel that way. I am not one to convince people that I'm on to something good- I don't want to seek approval and I loathe having to explain myself. Nobody owns my thoughts, nobody owes me any explanations.

Strange, when one is happy, overwhelmingly positive and content, that's the time people drag you down.

Playing mind games is so high school. College, at best. I am done with toxic city and by far, the best gift I've given myself is to disengage, detach. I've learned that the best way to handle things is to be clear and honest- then again, I think that backfired for a bit and didn't solve anything much. So now that we know that, what we can really just control is how we look within us for both the source of difficulty and the solution. Being reactive never solved anything.

Becoming still, untangling webs and unprocessed emotions take time and space. The more I learn to do this, the less I get bothered by other people's dramas. There's only one room for a drama queen and we all know who she is. Haha.