This week has been a week of discernment for me. I have taken some steps back and looked at many things in my life that needed to be taken under review. You know, men, boys, an oak heavy whiskey, and the new TV show I’ve been watching.
One BIG thing I’ve been looking at are my habits of “settling” for people, places, and things in my life that only bring me low levels of joy. There are some people, places, and things that I will not be able to change, which means I have to learn to tolerate and then accept those situations. (Those situations are the ones that include other people’s choices, i.e. situations that are beyond my control.)
I experienced a week of joy that I hadn’t had in a long time. I seen stars and the Milky Way (which I haven’t seen in over ten years). I got angry. So fucking angry, and tired, and ready to quit. Then something amazing happened. I didn’t. I just found the strength I needed to push and forge ahead. I did this on my own too. No Hook, no darling ex, no one else that I’m protecting. Just fucking me.
I realized I have what I call a “life audience.” This is an audience that watches what I do and how I do it for various reasons. Maybe to be a hater, maybe to learn, or maybe to just watch and see what happens next. Either way, I will always learn from what I do. Sometimes I choose to make the same mistakes over and over, but this “settling” shit isn’t going to be one of them anymore.
If I choose you to be in my life, it’s because I sincerely care. If I choose to ignore you, it’s because you are damaging and toxic to MY (maybe not anyone else) mental health. But IF I choose you and you are not a good fit-you are one sided, selfish, completely unreliable as a human, (this is not a compete list) I will not settle for you.
I will be polite and kind but you no longer hold a spot in my world. I have too much shit to do and the world isn’t saving itself. So load up and hang on tight because I live for adventure, change, and slow dances. Oh, and a nice whiskey neat…
If my adventures aren’t your cup of tea or soda, it’s time for me to move on. Because baby, I’m not settling. Don’t DM to “cuddle” after you cut me off in traffic, I don’t cuddle. Don’t expect me to initiate every contact, because that’s just fucking funny. Definitely don’t expect me to reprise any previous relationship role as that part has been cut from my acting repertoire.
This role model has young women watching her and learning by what they see me do…you won’t be what they see. I tell them to never settle for less than a great car sing a long, laughing so hard you want to vomit, and being respected. Period.
So if you have questions about what settling is ask yourself, is this how I would want to be treated…if the answer is no, then there’s your answer. I’m not settling and neither should you. 😎🥃
Whiskey Momma 