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 So much has changed for me since I first started this blog. As you can tell, time got away from me because I didn't realize how much time had gone by since I sat down for some writing therapy. Writing has always been near and dear to me so it holds a special place in my heart. It's also saved me in ways you never could've imagined. So on a day like today when I'm questioning so much in my life, the best thing for me to do is write. 

So far, 2020 has been full of surprises, blessings, and questions. The last 8 months have truly been a roller coaster and I'll be glad when things mellow out. I find myself questioning people, situations, feelings, and everything I once thought was concrete. It's almost like this pandemic has brought so much to surface for me about things in my life. Talk about a blessing in disguise. 

The biggest lesson I've learned is that people will never treat you the way you treat them. People are all about themselves and being kind-hearted results in your feelings being hurt every single time. One thing for sure, two things for certain- I'll give someone the shirt off my back. I'll gladly carry someone else's burden if I see them struggling mentally, emotionally, or physically. It's almost like my inner superhero comes out to save the day over and over however, if I ever need backup, I'm screwed. . I'm reminded in times like these why I never ask people for anything. Why? Because it gives them an opportunity to disappoint me. I'd rather be selfish and all about myself because that's much better than dealing with the hurt of people letting me down. 


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