Microliterature, Miscellaneous, Nonfiction

Dear Future Me

Dear Future Me,

 

 

Re:  Labels


The actuality of those times when the story running through mind, set on continuous loop, is ‘not good enough…no…not even close to good enough… You will never be good or enough…’ is that you have allowed too many toxic voices to inhabit your heart and mind rent-free.

 

 

People in or entering your life may come with fulfilling labels: Friend, Wife, Husband, Father, Step-Mother, Neighbor, Daughter, Trusted Significant Other, or worse – Family, etc. Let’s call all of them chosen labels TBD.

 

 

Always, always read the actual ingredients. Open the wrapper, no matter how pleasing its appearance, and look closely at what is underneath and inside. Find out what, if any, agenda is included in the fine print. Be aware that every label has the potential to expire at any moment.

 

 

Appearances and labels are designed to deceive. Find the people, or person who quiets and soothes the heart, mind, body and soul; the ones with a different soundtrack.

 

 

Those are the ones that matter above everything and everyone else. If there is anything genuinely desirable in the package, you have struck gold. Recognize the value in them and nourish one another.

 

 

Accept no substitutes – ever. All else is just mind-numbing noise that costs far too much to acquire, keep and maintain.

 

 

Many chosen labels are all flash, nothing real, no substance, have no staying power, and are fundamentally bad for you. They are not worth the acquisition.

 

 

 

Find those that purport themselves to be who and what they actually are, and advertise accordingly. There is no substitute for the real thing.


Choose wisely. You’ll thank me later.

 

All My Love, 

Me

 

 


By

Wildfire8470

 

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Passion's Invocation

Uneasy Over

He had been a fair weather friend at best, and his weather had been much fairer than hers. He didn’t want to be with her no matter how she had hoped and hurt.

He had been her choice regardless of his shortcomings. That was how she loved, inherently, instinctively, overlooking human weaknesses. Nothing mattered next to the one she held in her heart.

She had been available and alone too long. He’d only noticed when it was convenient for him. Now that he had no other options, he had decided to be her company.

Maybe she didn’t have much, and maybe she never would, but she had gotten out with what little was left of her pride and self-esteem still intact.

He hadn’t given a damn if she’d needed him. She had suffered the worst alone. She had given her all to be there for him. She knew that the time was now and that a moment later would be too late.

She tied on her running shoes with double knotted bows. Where she ran screaming to, nobody knows.

She had no one and nothing to run to, but she arrived there alone again. She felt empty, battered, sad and used, but knew it was the right thing to do. She had to save herself now.

That was all she needed to be, along with being temporarily free. It was hard and it hurt like hell, but it was action based on facts. To her It was typical, another uneasy over and another hard beginning.

by Wildfire8470

© January 5, 2019 at 5:05 PM

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