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I'm just a young-at-heart, 30ish chick who lives for my family, friends, and the weekends!!! Writing is my passion....and music speaks to my soul.....

6.04.2013

Workin on me. I'm workin on it.

I've realized that when I feel HURT......I show my pain in the most unflattering of ways at times. I lash out. I cuss out. I storm out. I "Black" out! 

In recent months I've been trying to work on THINKING before I speak......this to some, may be OBVIOUS or even an EASY task. For me, it is not. I realize that I am quicker to speak/react than I am to THINK about the INTENTION of others, which often leads to to miscommunication (or NO communication).

Recent events in my life have given me the opportunity to change these bad habits. While I can't promise they will happen quickly, I certainly can assure ANY & EVERYONE concerned that I will DEFINITELY work to achieve this new and better way of thinking and living. It can ONLY be beneficial to both those I care about and to me.

I cannot promise not to backslide, or that this change will affect my view on certain things. It is just a promise that I'm making to MYSELF, to attain being a better person as a whole. 

“Everyone thinks of changing the world, but no one thinks of changing himself.” 

~xo

7.15.2012

A Child is NOT An 18 Year Commitment

It amazes me that men can make the decision to have a child with someone, and then go running as soon as times get hard.
You made a decision to bring a life into this world, and because of that, the dynamics of your relationship will ALWAYS change. Women will ALWAYS be resentful of the fact that men have the option to do as they please, and women are expected to just be MOTHERS. And by "just a mother" I mean, please reference the included photo.
So when a man decides his "shift" is over, it's a slap in the face to the woman, thus causing issues ELSEWHERE in the relationship. Combine this with the OTHER stresses of a relationship, PLUS the two of you raising a child. This COULD BE a recipe for disaster. But, if a couple TAKES THE TIME to TRULY listen to their partner, take what they're saying into account, be responsible for their own actions, and REALLY think about what made them fall in love, and make the decision to START A FAMILY, this whole process would be MUCH EASIER on EVERYONE.
But couple rarely do this. They get angry, argue, say things they don't mean, and don't put effort into maintaining the balance & harmony of their relationship.
People often say that just because two people had a child together, doesn't mean they belong together as a couple. Well shouldn't that decision be made FIRST? A CHILD is a PERMANENT decision to make based upon TEMPORARY feelings. And the child doesn't deserve a BROKEN family because the parents ALL OF A SUDDEN can't get along.
I would NEVER say I regret my child, or even his father, because it was a decision that I chose to make. Nor will I EVER, EVER speak NEGATIVELY about my child's father to him. It doesn't help anything, and our relationship should not reflect on our son.
But the fact that we can no longer get along because of the circumstances of LIFE? THAT is what I regret. Because no matter how cordial or polite we are to one another, our child will ALWAYS be reminded that our love was not strong enough to make us remain a family.
At least that was MY view for a VERY LONG as a child, and I felt that it was BECAUSE OF ME that my parents weren't together. That's a HEAVY load for a CHILD to bear.
And even when I spoke to my mother about it, telling her my thoughts, nothing she said could make me feel otherwise.
It wasn't until I got much older that I recognized that it was because of my father's indiscretions that we weren't a family, but it took a LONG time to realize that.
I just hope that those who make the decision to have a child together, remember that the child ultimately is a reflection of THE TWO OF YOU, and a LIFELONG commitment. Contrary to popular belief, a child is NOT an 18 year contract. So, if you don't think you can be with the other person for LIFE, you probably SHOULDN'T have a child with them.

~xo

Insecurity (found online)

This shyt describes me almost to a "T".

~xo

7.13.2012

Ughhh

It's a shame that the ONE person I wanna talk to most is the same person who I can't seem to talk to without fighting.

~xo

1.11.2012

My commentary on "The N Word" [circa 2006]

I just finished watching a documentary on the subject. You know what it is, that word, the one you can say in your own personal circle of friends, but when someone outside says it, somebody gets knocked the fukk out.
The documentary The "N" Word was written and directed by Todd Williams, and I think is important for people to watch. It reminds me a lot of Bowling for Columbine and the t.v. show Black/White. It just gives people the opportunity to think about things and see how other people view things. (You know, real conscious-type movies and thoughts.)
Commentary was taken from random people off the street in different parts of the country and also well-known industry people (just to name a few: Ving Rhames, Talib Kweli, Samuel L. Jackson, Nia Long, Michael Rappaport, Chuck D., John Singleton, Quincy Jones, Russell Simmons, George Carlin, Whoopi Goldberg).
Anyway, I'ma take ya'll to school for a minute with this one real quick.

Chapter 1 (My first Nigger)

Commentary on the first time people heard the word. (Personally I can't remember my own experience)

Chapter 2 (Neger, Niger, Nigger)

The speculation of the etymology of the word.... Did it come from another language? Of Niger, Africa?

Chapter 3 (The Politics of Nigger)

Who "should" and who "shouldn't" say it, and what it means. What it used to mean, what it could mean.

Chapter 4 (Nigger, Colored, Negro, Black)

The evolution of what we call ourselves over time. And the connotation the words sometimes have. (I prefer to be called just plain "Black" myself. My ancestors may be from Africa, but I'm not, so I wouldn't consider myself African-American. My father is 100% Costa Rican, but I don't say I'm Hispanic, though I guess I could.)

Chapter 5 (That Nigger's Crazy)

There were three men named in this section (Mark Twain, Lenny Bruce, and Richard Pryor). Most of us are probably most familiar with the work of Pryor. According to most of the commentators, he took the word that most people viewed as disrespectful and rude and flipped the script.

Chapter 6 (Rap on Niggers)

The never-ending battle of rappers using the word.

Chapter 7 (Niggers vs Niggaz)

Another never-ending saga. -er makes it negative, while -az makes it..... Well, what is your interpretation?

Chapter 8 (Birth of "The N Word")

The word nigger is still "taboo" though, probably most of us use it in everyday conversation. So now, in order to be "politically correct" we censor ourselves (on the news, tv programs, radio, etc) and maybe just say "The N-word".

I hope I didn't bore you with this one people, but rarely do I feel the need to get on a soapbox and politic. I usually don't discuss religion or politics; I feel it only leads to trouble. However, this particular topic is close to me for obvious reasons.
It's funny because I use the word all the time, I got white friends that will always be my "niggas", no matter what. But even though I love them to death, if they said the same to me, I probably would think about it for a HOT second and be like
But I know they don't mean anything deragatory by it..... So why should I feel that way? At the same time, I get a little twisty feeling inside and then it passes as quickly as it comes. This even comes from hearing my Puerto Rican friends say it.... It's just something. Like nobody should feel comfortable saying that shyt to another person, except another Black person, period.
I'm not saying any of my views are right, but that's what makes them my opinion. I'm grateful for books, movies, shows, etc., like this one that made me think a little more.

~xo

*please note : this blog was written in 2006. My thoughts and/or feelings regarding certain aspects of this may have changed.

11.21.2011

In a Perfect World

I don't know.....I guess I'm different.
I do (most) things with intent. I try to think before I make major decisions.
One of them was to become a parent.
I realized that my life would change forever.
I thought I was riding with a person who was in this with me for the long haul.
I know that relationships are never easy, especially when you throw life in there as part of the equation.
But I never took into account that everyone doesn't see things as I do.
At least the person I considered my "other half" didn't.
Too many minor disagreements lead to major confrontations; and then began the accusations and distrust.
I was prepared to fight the good fight for my family.
NOTHING could be worth more to me.
But fighting a one-sided battle is senseless.
I will always feel a connection to him; he gave me the best thing that has ever happened to me.

~xo

11.12.2011

Back then

I remember the good ol days....
When we neva fought.....
or had any secrets....there were no long silences; unless we were kissing.
Damn......remember when we used to kiss???
I wonder if we'll ever get those days back, or if we will grow further apart; until we become strangers (again)

~xo

10.21.2011

My Love

Just sittin here thinkin....I kno SO many single mothers, and though I am considered a single mom myself, I know that I couldn't be HALF as great without my son's dad......we may not be "married", or even "together", but he IS my OTHER HALF......we make a great TEAM, and I pray that things will always remain this way.
I have no intent behind this statement, other than to let him know that I will ALWAYS  truly love & appreciate everything he does for our lil family!!!!!!

~xo

3.30.2011

It Hurts

....and it hurts to want everything and nothing at the same time....

~xo

3.26.2011

One Sentence

To be accused of something you know you didn't do, or to have your actions misconstrued, can potentially be the most hurtful things one can ever endure.......™

~xo

Frenzied Thoughts (originally written June 2011)

If everything happens for a reason, can somebody please explain this?
I know what I want (or at least I thought I did) and this is NOT it.
I've gone through my life making choices and choosing paths set for me by others; living to please parents, teachers, friends, society....
But when I began to live for myself and do what is right for me, everything around me shattered.
The cracked glass is now in millions of pieces and each step I try to take will only make a bigger mess.
There is no way out.
I talk to myself and try to convince myself that I can do it--I can clean it up--but my mind is racing almost as quickly as my heart.
The two of them seem to be in competition to see which one can kill me first.
My thoughts are on overdrive, but scrambled and difficult to understand, like a digital cable channel.
My heart is re-introducing itself to my lungs, who are now realizing that they must wake up and join the race too (at least try to keep up!)
And now, as they all begin to set a steady pace, I am left to reconsider my direction.

~xo

12.02.2010

OMG...................

I have a half-sister (that I've always known about)....but today I found her Facebook page. I want to get in touch with her, but I'm kinda nervous about what her reaction might be.

The story I've always gotten (from my mom--and I guess kinda my dad) was that this girl's mom never wanted to be apart of my dad's life.....so I kinda figure that maybe SHE might not want to meet me. I mean, I have no idea what types of things her mother has told her about my father, our family, etc.

She might be fine with not knowing ME. But I'm curious to know about HER. I mean she IS my sibling......

???????????????????????????????????????????

11.22.2010

Unfinished (Numero Dos)

My heart will always hold a place for you that no one else could ever fill.
Your arms make me feel safe & protected in a way I've never felt before.
I rely on your approval--even for the smallest things.
We have come so far, so fast...I can't imagine letting you go.
I don't think you truly understand how great my love for you is.
Sometimes I wonder if you realize how much I really care and how much I need you in my life.
It seems that my insecurities are what holds us where we are.
But my thoughts terrify me into thinking that where we ARE is where we'll ALWAYS be.
I go through stages where I can't help but pour my heart out to you....and I don't care how silly it makes me look to tell you my true feelings.
At the same time, I want you to feel the hurt I feel....
Your indifference is like a shot to my heart.
We see things so differently at times.....
I fear that a common ground will never be met.
For a woman to be without her man....a family without its father....
To feel that all the love I am capable of sharing will go unreciprocated....
Kills me softly.

6.10.2010

Mirage (by XoxoHoneyBee)

It must have been a dream

The way you held me in your arms

I must have merely imagined

You said you'd always keep me safe from harm

It was surely just a haze

A crazy blaze of fiery passion

Burning up my heart

I misunderstood as you promised me

That our paths would never part



Never again will I trust a kiss

That rocks me to my core

I will never trust a smile so sweet

It leaves me hooked and craving more

For you must have been a spirit

Sent to shatter all my dreams

A dark angel sent to throw me to a pit

Where the only sounds are hopeless screams



For now I walk the desert

Dry as bones bleaching in the sun

Just remnants of a lonely fate,

A future dead and done.

Emotions shifting quicker than

The gritty sand beneath my feet

Determination spilling over me,

A doom I won't repeat



As I lift a hand to shade my eyes

Surprise shocks me to a pause

Could it be imagination was the one and only cause?

I look off into the depths

No sign of him, no trace of us

For it was all merely a mirage

An apparition encased in dust...