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Roe VS Wade— Overturned

This topic is literally a double edged sword. No matter how you run at it, its going to cut deep into the heart. Here is my opinion— and yes, I know; Opinions are like assholes. We all have one and they all stink. But here goes nothing….

There are situations out there in which abortion should be permitted without question such as rape, life threatening medical conditions, birth control fails etc. However, as woman, I cannot stand hearing that Roe VS Wade being over turned is infringing on women’s rights, and here is why.

When men are trapped into a pregnancy, and yes women, it has been done, and they are not ready for the responsibility they have absolutely no say so in the situation at all. There has never been anything there to protect men from this situation. They are slapped with child support and punished if they don’t pay it. They are ridiculed, and judged IMMEDIATELY. How is that fair to our sons?

When a man is excited for the new baby to arrive, but mom doesn’t want the responsibility; again dad has no say so. Mom can go abort without his permission. It does not matter if he wanted his child. It does not matter if his heart breaks because its his kid, but not his body. I’m not seeing how this is fair in the least.

Keep in mind I have sons and daughters to think about here…. If my daughter decides to have unprotected sex and gets pregnant, you are telling me that she should be able to go abort that pregnancy without question and go on with her life. But, if one of my sons does the same thing, he will be required to take a DNA test (if he claims its not his) and then slapped with child support for a child he was not ready for… and possibly jailed if he cannot afford to pay the child support ordered…. Again for a child that he was not ready for . So I will NEVER understand anyone saying that women have less rights than men. I cannot see how this is taking away women’s rights, as I feel that this is simply leveling the playing field. As women, we want equality; but we forget that we will never be equal because men are held to higher standards than women. Men have feelings too, they’re just not supposed to show them or they’re weak. Men have to be the bread winners, and be held accountable for their actions— it doesn’t matter that the woman made the same choices because its her womb. Babies are not only a part of the woman, but half of a whole and that other half is the dad whether you like it or not. So as women, we should hold ourselves to a higher standard— take birth control if you know you are not ready for a child, don’t sleep with a man unprotected and risk getting pregnant by a man you know you don’t want to deal with for 18 years. Communicate and find out if the man is ready to be a father, and if not practice SAFE SEX. If you think he’s cheating, or on the verge of leaving you GROW UP and talk to him about it, and if that is the case let him go, don’t trap him with a child and 18 years of child support. We need to be held accountable as well. Period. I pray hard for both my sons and daughters. It’s a painful world out there…. For both genders. Not just women.

And finally, why is everyone so set on fighting to legalize abortions, and using the poor orphans as the reason abortions should be legal instead of fighting for adoption to be made more affordable and more easily accessible? I have never understood why I could go to my local clinic and get an abortion for $350.00 or less but if I want to go adopt a a child I have to pay background fees, a lawyer, etc totaling anywhere from $5000.00-$40,000.00. How about we flip that? $5000.00+ for abortion, $350.00 ish to give a child a home full of love.

If you are happy about the over turn, then I am happy for you but remember to be mindful of the feelings of those around you that feel pretty down about the situation. If you are upset about the overturn, remember not to take it out on those that are happy about it as they have their reasons as well. Keep debates respectful, and try to look at it from all sides as all sides make some good points. Fighting it out isn’t the answer.

Gut Health

So for the last few years I have suffered with fibroid cysts in my breast, cysts on my ovaries, (so badly that I had to have my left ovary removed), severe heartburn and indigestion and more recently— and what finally helped us find the answers to what was causing all of this— skin issues. I started getting dry patches on my back that lotion didn’t help, acne (I didn’t even have acne as a teenager and now I am in my 30 and having it? It was driving me nuts…..

I found out that ALL of these issues are the outcome of years of Mountain Dew and Rockstar energy drinks due to the high caffeine content. So I am going on week three with no caffeine. Upon further research, I found that my gut health was off. The bad bacteria took over and that was the issue causing my ulcers. So I am now on week 2 of probiotics.

I am seriously amazed at how much better I feel overall without the caffeine overload and after starting the probiotics. I have not had to wake up 15 times at night due to heartburn rushing up my throat, I have been falling asleep at night much faster, and I have dropped a couple of pounds to top it all. I’m enjoying my food so much more now. And, my skin is clearing up!!!

If you are having stomach issues or skin issues talk to your doctor about it and refuse to just settle for some script to relieve heartburn!!! I went through script after script for omeprazole and it never got better. The script was just masking the problem.

Cowboys and Indians

We recently went to the Mayo River State Park in North Carolina. It was absolutely beautiful. Our family loves nature…everything about it. The scene, the peacefulness, all the wonder. While we were walking my kids began asking historical questions about the Indians, and what happened when we came over.

One of them said, “The Indians didn’t stand a chance because we had guns.” Another said, “Why didn’t the Indians want us here?” It really bothered me that some of the same BS that was fed to us, is still being fed to my kids. I carefully explained that the world would probably actually be a better place if the *Indigenous People* had won. I also corrected the “because we had guns” comment. We showed up, pretended to be civil and allowed them to teach us all we needed to know about the land and harvesting and then we provided their babies with small pox blankets, we killed all of the buffalo we could find to take away their food/clothing/shelter resources. When the indigenous people killed an animal, they used every part. They were kind enough to show us how to live off of the land and we repaid them with mass murder, bio warfare and killing animals just to attempt to starve them.

The Indigenous people were resourceful, intelligent, kind and they respected the earth and all that walked it. They were peaceful humans that were labeled “savages” all the while their biggest mistake was being kind to us and teaching us how to live off of the land so that we could steal it right out from under them. There was no greed, other than from our side because for some reason it seems that it was in our ancestors nature to “own” and “control” everything.

Can you imagine a world where everyone worked together, with no greed, no judgments, no hate and no war to keep life going? Could you imagine a world where you had to work for all that you had including the food placed on your table and because of that you were thankful and grateful and proud of yourself? Could you imagine hunting animals and being able to utilize every part of that animal so that nothing goes to waste?

Now look at the world today…… There is greed everywhere. There is obesity. There are tons of animals killed and loads of food just thrown away as if it doesn’t even matter. Then there are the vegans screaming, “Don’t kill innocent animals!” Animals were put here to be our food. It’s the circle of life. The food chain of the natural world. However, they were not put here to be cooked, placed on a plate and then thrown away. There are people starving all around the world, and here in America, hunting is a sport. We go kill deer and bears etc. and we don’t even eat them. I remember a friend of mine finding an albino deer and he just had to hunt it and kill it. He wasn’t hungry and had no intentions of using the meat. He just wanted to kill it simply to hang its head on his mantle as a trophy. It was disgusting. Yes the albino deer was beautiful, but why not snap a pic when you see it and keep it moving and allow the animal to live. Allow the rest of the world to come across its beauty. Why did it have to die because of its beauty. That logic broke my heart. There are people looking down on those that do not have a lot. Like because they have less than me, they must be less than me. What kind of thinking is that? The world that we live in today is a selfish, greedy, ugly world. And some days I wish the Indigenous people would have won, and I wonder how differently things would be today. We rob each other, fight with each other and kill each other. People seriously lose their lives in this country for no good reason. The value of life is not respected and revered as the indigenous people did for each animal they killed for their families. Tell me this, the indigenous people revered the life of an animal more so than most humans today revere another humans life. So seriously, who were the savages?

Try to think of these things the next time you have food left on your plate. Put it up and eat the leftovers later. Or, better yet, start with a small plate and get more if you are still hungry. Leftovers are perfectly acceptable. The next time you meet someone “lower class” than you are, don’t judge them. Get to know them and appreciate that their life may be different than yours but that does not make them a lesser person than you are…. Never judge a book by its cover. They may have better family relationships. So while you’re driving that immaculate car and dressing in those fancy clothes, they have bonds with family members and friends that you may never experience in your life. So who is really the winner there? The next time you see someone in need, don’t be too busy to help them. When you have more than you need, be proud of it but also be giving and thoughtful where you can. Be thankful for all that you have. Shout out to the Indigenous People for being amazing, intelligent, beautiful, resourceful and helpful people. I personally apologize for the reward for those amazing traits being genocide and theft.

90’s baby- why my kids cant get away with nuffin!!

So I have been seeing these TikTok posts about 90’s kids and how we got away with things back then and it got me thinking about when I was a kid…. LOL!! As you all already know, my dad was strict! He had high expectations and you did not deviate from them without never hearing the end of it!! I appreciate it now, but back then I hated it!

So in my rebellious teen years-13 ish, my parents got me my first ever cell phone. It was the fat little Kyocera with the buttons that lit up blue and I thought I was hot ish. My bff at the time was older than me and was driving…. And I wanted to hang with her instead of going to school. Back then, your parents had to write a note and then the school office would call the number on the note to verify the accuracy.

I got the bright idea to use my cell to get out of school. My bff had to take her sister to school each morning, which meant riding straight past my mailbox. I wrote a note saying, “Michelle X will be picking my daughter up from school today at 10 AM. Thank you,” I signed my mothers name along with my cell phone number. I placed my cell phone in the mailbox and Michelle would stop and pick it up on her way to take her little sister to school. The school called, she acted like my mother and it was a go. At 10 AM she was sitting outside waiting for me to come out. I was like OMG I GOT AWAY WITH IT!!!!!!!! We spent the day having so much fun that I did it again, and again, and again for 2 weeks straight. (Kid logic, who will ever know, right?) Well after two weeks the school got smart and caught on to it.

They checked my file *hard eye roll* got my moms number from there and called her there instead…. Of course my mom answered and knew nothing of the note. At 10 AM, I go to walk out to Michelle and my principal and parents are waiting instead. I had been busted. Big time…. The fact that it took the school 2 weeks to catch on is one factor in why I am all up in my kids business at all times. Hind sight is 20/20… at the time it was fun. And now its a hilarious memory. However, as a parent— I see all the bad things that could have happened, why my dad was so mad and I realize how foolish I was. It was definitely a lesson learned and if my kids pulled this I would be furious.

My kids are learning, you cant do anything I haven’t already tried. Play stupid games, win stupid prizes. 😂

Mom’s Review on Cirkul

As some of you may already be aware, Cirkul is a water bottle that offers cartridges of different flavors. My oldest daughter asked me to get her one. When we went shopping they were much more affordable than I imagined (considering the last bottle that came out like this was over priced as were there cartridges) so we both got one.

As a mom, one thing I hate most about water bottles is the lid. I feel like the pull up lids are so hard to clean and disinfect and I hate them with a passion. I was pleased to see that Cirkul water bottles offer a bottle and a lid. However the lid is an open circle large enough to fit the cartridges into…. The cartridge is disposable and that it is where the little sipper is. So once you have used your cartridge you throw all of that away. Leaving the extremely easy to clean and disinfect bottle!!! Kudo’s to Cirkul for that feature!!

I have tried multiple “sips” which is what they call the cartridges. I have not been able to find the brew sips, but I have tried the life sips which is what I have in this morning in the picture I shared. I have tried their Go Sip which is currently my favorite!! Strawberry Watermelon flavor!! YUM!! The cartridges come fully equipped with a turn dial on the sipper section that allows you to choose just how much flavor flows through to flavor bomb your mouth!! It ranges from 0-10. I have found on most flavors I am holding steady at a 5 on the setting wheel!!

All around I give it an 8/10. The kit that I bout was 19.98 after taxes. It included the bottle, the lid and 2 flavor cartridges. The refills cartridges are approximately 3.98 ish and they last for about 6 fill ups (depending on what setting you set your flavor on.) I think its safe to say they are definitely affordable and delicious! Also— I have been drinking much more water since I got it, and way less sodas!! That’s always a plus. I gave it an 8 out of 10 simply because I am excited to try the brew sips, but they don’t seem to offer them in my local store where I got my kit…. So what about us coffee drinkers out here, Cirkul? Get us some brew sips on the shelves and you may receive a 10/10 from this mama!!

All jokes aside, I strongly recommend this water bottle to anyone and their kids!!

Happy Mother’s Day!!!

I just want to wish a Happy Mother’s Day weekend to all the moms out there. No matter what made you a mom- kids of your own, step children, adoption, babies that are now angels, babies still in the womb etc. I hope you have an amazing peaceful happy weekend!! You deserve it!!

So funny story to share with you all today, because I probably will not blog tomorrow- but, my youngest daughter hates having her hair brushed. So I have started stocking up on detangler spray to ease through the morning hair brushings. Friday morning before school, we were running a little late…. Chloe comes to me and says, “Mom, where is my detangULAR spray.” We were rushing around, I was getting overwhelmed by all the “mom” this and “mom” that….. but when this child said that I stopped and made her repeat it like 4 times. It was the cutest. “DetangULAR spray mom , the stuff for my hair.” It was what I needed to drop the overwhelmed feeling and enjoy her grammatical error and chuckle at how cute it was.

I hope this made you all smile. Sorry its so short today…. But we have a lot to do here!!! Remember to appreciate yourselves and allow your kids and spouses spoil you rotten today!!!! Happy Mothers Day!! ❤️

Marriage after The Baby Arrives

Everyone discusses the cute parts of being a new mom. Funny things the baby does, cute smiles, first milestones…. All the amazing things about bringing a child into this world! It is definitely amazing, but what happens to the marriage post- baby arrival??

I struggled a little with this one at first. My husband and I brought our daughter home from the hospital. We were both proud amazed parents. She was perfect…. 10 fingers, 10 toes, beautiful, already smiling…. A great sleeper! She was a blessing! I was totally engrossed in all things pertaining to my daughter and being a new mommy. My husband would try to feed her, nope I got it. My husband would go to change her, nope Mamas got it. Bath time, I will do it. Until one day, my husband said in a very surprising tone, “Fine you do it all. I feel like you’re acting like you want to be a single mom…. So go for it.” It was in that moment that I realized I was spending all this time bonding with our daughter…. But neglecting my husband as well as interfering with his time to bond with her. It only took him 3 months to finally speak up about any of it. At first I was taken off guard and upset with him… wondering, “who does he think he is”? So I walked away because I prefer to respond rather than react. I took a few minutes to process what he had just said, and why he had just said it.

Upon reflection, I realized that once our daughter was born I did act like she was only my daughter. I also became engrossed in all things her. I had stopped trying to bond with my husband and remind him how much I love him. And as I said before, every time he tried to bond with her I stopped him and took over. I was wrong. His feelings were totally validated and it was time for me to step back, apologize and do damage control.

I approached my husband after he laid our daughter back in her play pin and gently apologized and acknowledged that he had every right to feel the way he did, and I offered him ways that I could think of that could help resolve the current issue and asked him for any suggestions that he thought would help. And I listened and delivered the follow through.

When he went to change/feed/bathe or play with our daughter, I gave him that time without interruption. When he wanted attention from me, I refused to fall back into the habit of saying not right now, I am tired…. I didn’t do that to our daughter… if she needed something I would never say not right now I am too tired, and without my husband and our loving relationship —she wouldn’t be here. So I needed to treat him with the same respect. I needed to let him know he has my heart always and I am not too tired for him either.

Marriage is hard work. But the things that count the most don’t come easy. And if it does come easy, its probably not worth it. We are exhausted after having a baby. But so is dad. We don’t feel very sexy or hot after having a baby. But we are to dad. We are focused on our babies needs and well being, but again, so is dad!!! So when dad is trying to spend time with mom, we as mom’s need to stop treating those attempts as burdens or tasks and start accepting the fact that it is a positive notion. It is undying love. It is amazing that my husband could come home from work, look at me wearing an ugly oversized t shirt with spit up on my shoulder, messy hair, no make up and bags under my eyes and still look at me in my eyes and say, “Hey gorgeous,” with a big ol’ kiss following it. I don’t think dad’s get enough credit sometimes.

My husband and I have been together going on 10 years now. We have had our up’s and down’s…. Sometimes we disagree on a parental decision but for the most part we are on the same page. And sometimes we fall into these ruts where we forget to make time to make the other one feel special and remember how much they mean to us. But the key is to respond, do not react. Do not fight and argue in front of your children, as they need to see nothing less than a united front from you both. If someone brings up an issue that has made them feel some type of way, take the conversation into a private room and be sure to listen more than you talk. Process what they are saying, ask for suggestions on how to fix the issue at hand and honestly put forth the effort to provide follow through. Guys, remember to allow yourselves to be vulnerable occasionally and ladies, never ever ever EVER make a guy feel any less of a man for showing you that vulnerability. Accept it, appreciate it, and listen to him. A relationship takes two people. I know the old saying is, “if mama ain’t happy, ain’t nobody happy,” But I feel that should be updated because both people in the relationship should be happy and respected.

I have heard so many men claim they hate their wives, or they left their wives because they treated them so badly or whatever the case was. And yet, after digging deeper into why they felt that way it was because they refused to speak up and show that vulnerable side to their wife. Women are a lot of things, but mind readers aren’t it at all. Or, in some cases the man did attempt to be vulnerable and let her know how he was feeling and she shot him down and made him feel like less of a man because he did try to talk it out. And ladies, that is not fair to him one bit.

So ladies and gentlemen, remember vulnerability is a good thing in a relationship. Remember that being an amazing mom and dad to your kids is great!!! But also remember your kids were made by you AND your husband from the love you two hold, so remember to keep that love alive in the process. Make time for each other. Leave each other little notes to let the other know you’re thinking of them on their way to work….. and last but not least don’t fall into the habit of being too tired for your spouse constantly. Sometimes is totally acceptable, but not constantly. You don’t tell your baby or your job you’re too tired to do something they need. Have the same respect for your spouse and think of a game plan that works for everyone. If they need to talk, listen. If they need a hug or a kiss, hug them and don’t let go until they let go of you to ensure they got as much time as they needed in your arms. It really is the smallest things that means the most sometimes!!

With love, from our marriage to yours 💜

Evening Primrose Oil 1000 MG

I am blogging about this for moms, sisters, daughters, grandmothers and women EVERYWHERE!!!! Fellas, this is going to get detailed so you’re welcome to read on, however, you have been warned!! LOL!!

Years ago, I went in to my gynecologist for my annual physical. I had a complaint of serious breast pain. He did my exam— when he got to the breast check he paused and gently informed me that I had over 20 lumps in each breast and that he was certain I was suffering from fibroid cysts in my breast. He sent me for my first ever mammogram (better to be safe than sorry.) Upon receiving the results of my mammogram, there was no doubt about it. It was fibroid cysts!!!

He advised me to relieve the pain on the harder days with Ibuprofen and to get some OTC Evening Primrose Oil and start taking it daily and he would see me back for an update in a month. After a month I returned to him…. He asked if I had been taking the Primrose oil…. I lied and said yes. I have never been good with homeopathic or natural treatments so I hadn’t wasted the money on it. He caught me in the lie by asking how I was taking it LOL!! With it being an oil I assumed it was something you applied topically or put in water, so I said drinking it and he called me on my bullsh*t 😂. He advised me that he could not make me listen, but that he strongly encourages me to give it a fair shot. I didn’t.

2 years later…. My breast were becoming so painful that wearing a bra and/or shirt some days is just unbearable. So I became willing to try anything and went out and bought Evening Primrose Oil 1000 MG from CVS pharmacy who had them BOGO $15.99. The directions are to take 1 soft gel 3 times a day preferably with a meal. I took my first dose, and decided I am going to google side effects and health benefits out of curiosity before putting anymore of these things into my body.

Upon research, I found that it helps with acne, high blood pressure, breast pain related to menstrual cycles and fibroid cysts, it also helps with hot flashes in women going through the change and it can help with digestive issues….. Needless to say I feel foolish for not listening to my doctor years ago about taking these!!!!

So, ladies, if you’re experiencing breast pain or bad menstrual cycles or hot flashes because of no menstrual cycles… give this herbal supplement a try!!! I have been taking it and I have notice a HUGE difference in my skin as well as my breast pain. But of course, as with any new supplement, check with your doctor to ensure that this is right for you and will not have any negative interactions with anything you may already be on. Oh, and did I mention this stuff is a natural anti-inflammatory??? Good luck to you all!! Love and hugs ❤️ thanks for reading ❤️

Routines

Children need structure, even when they are crying and pouting because they do not want bedtime, or they don’t want to stop playing to eat dinner….. Structure allows them to know what to expect, when to expect it and teaches them how to plan. It provides them a stability that they may not realize they need at the moment, but they will appreciate it later in life.

When I was about 8, my parents divorced. Fortunately, there was no big court battle or tug of war with me and my brother. However, we had no structure.

My mom moved to Bassett, my dad stayed in Axton (45 mins apart), they did leave me in the same school. However, the schedule they created for me and my brother was chaotic and honestly affected me in more ways than one.

Monday and Tuesday we were with my dad. Wednesday and Thursday we were with my mom. Friday, dad. Saturday, Mom. Every other Sunday they switched. My grandmother was the bus stop, so each morning we got up to go to her house to catch the bus no matter who we were with. That was about the only constant in my life. We had no bedtime at either house. As long as we let them sleep and we were quiet we pretty much did as we wished. At mama’s we woke up super early to get to granny’s in the morning in time to catch the bus. At daddy’s house we got to sleep a little longer because we lived closer to her there.

My mother was an alcoholic. So many nights it was just me and my brother at the house until she would come strolling in around 2:30 AM because she had closed the local bar down. On school nights I would sit up with her crying, drunk out of her mind…. I was so young I didn’t really know how to cook at that point so I would make her toast or anything I could to try and sober her up. Things were extremely unbalanced and out of order at her house. She dated around a lot, drank a lot and we just never really knew what to expect there.

My dad was an authoritarian. Much more strict with higher expectations of us than my mother. Growing up, it seemed like the only time we really spent with him was getting fussed at. He meant well, he wanted us to be the best we could be in all situations…. But as my mother was an alcoholic— my father was a workaholic.

As a child, I never really knew these things had any affect on my life. Upon growing up and making more friends I was shocked to find out that kids actually had bedtimes. Children of separated families usually had more balance-school year with mom, summer with dad or vice versa. Not everyone’s mom was an alcoholic. (Dad’s being workaholics seemed the norm amongst my friends.)

In my teenage years I began having friends come spend the night with me at my moms house…. Everyone always thought she was the coolest mom ever. She left me alone to go to the bars, so to them, it was like I had a place of my own to an extent. She didn’t care what we did— for example; at age 13, My friends and I decided we wanted to go to Walmart at 2 am. She came home drunk and we asked and she allowed us AT 13 YEARS OLD to walk an hour and a half away to Walmart in the middle of the night. My friends-“OMG your mom is so cool, my mom would never let us do this!!!!” The older I got the more I realized— my mom not caring about me is definitely not cool. Not cool at all.

I began to act out at home and in school. I made self destructive choices frequently- mom let me, dad fought me the whole way. I hated them all. Little did I know I was simply craving direction, attention and stability. I was torn between a parent that expected better and one that didn’t care as long as I wasn’t ruining her fun at the bar. I hated my dad for not letting me do what I wanted and I hated my mom for not caring what I did. That is a hard place to be in as a child.

When I had my first daughter I was 19 years old. It was in that moment when they laid her on my chest after hours of labor and minutes of pushing that I vowed to find the mid way point between my parents and be all that she needed. I wanted to have high expectations for her and a strict set of rules, however I wanted her to know mistakes will happen and that as long as she chooses to learn from those mistakes she will be just fine. I wanted her to have a set bedtime, as she grew older that time changed but she had a schedule, always! I wanted her to know that no matter what happened, mama has her back and will stand strong and sober for her throughout her life. I vowed to never ever let my children see me drunk and crying about life’s woe’s while making me toast and worrying about me. I’ve managed to keep all of these vows.

Viewing mine and my brothers lifestyle growing up and choices we made and where we are today, and comparing them to my children’s personalities and actions…. I can honestly say a strong support system along with stability and solid routines make a HUGE difference in children’s lives!!! Sometimes they may not like the rules, but I promise you…. They will appreciate you more for caring than they ever will of you being the “cool” parent!

Quality over Quantity

I have 3 middle schoolers…..Lord y’all PRAY FOR THIS MAMA!!!!!!!

So…. We are to the point in our lives where the lessons being learned are just a bit tougher (Middle School is the WORST!!!!!!) My kids are having to learn (the hard way might I add) that just because someone talks to you, does NOT make them a friend. It makes them an acquaintance.

I am so tired of hearing my kids make comments about their “friends” doing something that they don’t appreciate them doing, or their “friends” disrespecting them and telling their secrets etc……

We all have to learn this lesson. Quality over quantity!!!!!! If you have 2 or 3 GREAT friends that have your back, wants you to do well in life, and encourages you to do better…. That is all you need. Popularity is for the birds. Yes it would be nice to be liked by the masses, however, just because they like you to your face does not mean they are the same behind your back.

My son has a couple of bad influence “friends” that I cannot stand. He just got in trouble thanks to one of their actions. Is it their fault or problem that he got in trouble? No sir. No ma’am. It is his own fault for being a follower instead of making better choices and standing alone to do what was right. He didn’t understand that, but I bet he does now because his “friend” is not bored now that he himself is grounded. His “friend” is not affected by him not having a phone or PlayStation to cyber zombie with. *Hard Eye Roll.*

My daughter, slightly older and with different issues, has a couple of friends that make her feel horrible some days. They tell her secrets and gossip and omg I cannot stand it!!!! I have tried telling her to remove the people from her life that don’t add positivity to it. She says, “then I wont have anyone to talk to in gym.” I tried explaining it is better to have no one to talk to, rather than someone that makes you feel this badly from day to day. I also tried telling her to just talk to them but keep your private thoughts and things to yourself— you’re still talking to her, but giving her nothing to talk about. If that isn’t enough for her and she walks away, LET HER!

Some adults need to learn this too. Know your worth!! Keep people that add to your life close, and don’t be afraid to let the emotional vampires and leeches walk away. Life is too short for all of that! Love yourself and trust that the right people will love you for who your are. The wrong ones wont and that’s fine they can take a hike.