I’ve avoided writing about my life because the shits still hurts really bad and sometimes I’d rather not deal with all the strong emotions. Opinions like to fly around to discourage the book, but it is what it is. There comes a time where you have to step the fuck up no matter what happens and face your truth. No matter how dirty it is.
And everyone’s expression is different, so judge me if you want to. -ROAPD
Do you want to know the secret at winning at life?
I don’t think there is a damn secret other than doing your best and stop being afraid to do what you need to do to be successful.
I’ve listened to hours of speakers who motivate, encourage, inspire, give valuable tips… but
WORDS DONT MEAN SHIT WITHOUT ACTION!
-ROAPD (Reality Of A Preachers Daughter)
It’s interesting how people want you to listen to their problems, engage in the conversation with them, give your opinion just so they can justify what they want to do anyway, then come right back to you to complain about the results of their actions.
The moral of this story is… I’m no longer engaging in conversation that makes me waste my time, energy and resources to give advice for you to do the opposite. Apparently you love where you’re at, otherwise you would make the necessary changes. -ROAPD
Happy New Year!
Sometimes, no 98% of the time I have to encourage and motivate myself. This time is no different. When you have bills due and you’re wondering where the money is coming from and you’re doing everything possible…. think “What’s in my hands”.
What do you have to offer the world. If you haven’t been thinking about it, you probably won’t realize it, but everything you need for the moment you’re living in is within your reach…
Sometimes you just have to look harder
“Imperfectly Perfect”
I’ve struggled over the years with Perfection. I couldn’t do it if it wasn’t planned out. I couldn’t show it if it had flaws. That’s why there are very few pics of me and even though I’ve been an artist for over 20 years, I never showed my work or considered myself an “artist”. I’ve never been good enough for myself. Only within the past 2 years have I been easing out of my shell I’ve been hiding in until I was “Perfect”.
I realized something when creating this lamp, because I wanted it “flawless”. No matter how hard you work at being perfect, you could never achieve Perfection in the way you think. You are perfect the way you are. That’s what makes us human and not robots.
The lamp has flaws and so do I, but we are still beautiful.
We are “Imperfectly Perfect”
December 2, 2016
Sometimes I just don’t know if I’m doing things right or wrong. I know it’s necessary Hustle. You have to expose what your doing, that’s the only way for people to know and participate or buy or whatever. But how much is too much? How little is too little? There are people who don’t see any of my posts unless I get to 20 likes (lol @20). Then there are those who probably unfollow me because they see every post. Hahahaha 😕
I guess I’m just in my feelings. I want people to see what I have to offer the world, so post post post it is Damnit!
I don’t always want to be negative on my blog, but it’s my way to vent. It is what it is…
Holidays are different since my mom moved to Texas. It’s frustrating talking to her on the phone because she sounds depressed all the time. She’s the one who decided to move all the way over there with no family or friends close. Just Her And Jesus 🙄.
No offense to religion, but I just can’t do it. I’ve seen it separate family’s, like mine.
All I hear is “God has a plan”, “God knows everything”, “are you praying”, “are you going to church”.
Now I’m hearing it from my little brother. “We need to walk in forgiveness”, “stop cussing, you’re a Christian”.
I really dislike people telling me I shouldn’t do something because they think they know what the hell I’m supposed to be doing. I get the least support, and I help the most.
If I say I just don’t give a fuck no more, than I’ll be the horrible sister that’s acting childish, but if you only knew what was going on, then you’d get it. I refuse to continue to be lied on and lied to, taken advantage of and repremanded for being who I am. If you don’t like it, I don’t care.
One thing I realized recently is that people will shit on you now while you’re trying to achieve success, people will shit on you later when you actually have success. That’s just the way life is. With that being said, decisions have to be made for your own well being. You can’t help others if you don’t help yourself, but it’s not for you to save the world anyway. Some people need to do some shit for themselves
It’s the holidays so Give, but don’t be taken advantage of…
Happy Thanksgiving
This has been a hard past couple of days. I don’t remember being sick for this long. Especially and not being able to function. Lost 5 lbs in 3 days. Couldn’t eat or drink… I feel like God was trying to get my attention and He did because I felt like I was on my death bed. I’m not ready to die.
I was thinking about what really matters. Hard work is necessary to get what you want, but in a practical way. Also, you can only do what you can do. I can’t be everyone’s WonderWoman. Your number one priority is YOURSELF because if you don’t take care of yourself, how can you help someone else?
Coconut coffee as cream for my espresso had me looking like
#RealityOfAPreachersDaughter
I just saw a pic of my father and felt my heart drop. I know I talk shit about my dad, but he’s the one I’ve craved the love from. A daughter always wants to have her father hug and kiss on her and tell her how beautiful she is without feeling weird.
Despite everything, I still love him. The truth is though… I can’t be around him. I love him better from a distance because he hurts me so bad. I’m not capable of having a healthy relationship with someone that is kind one minute and cussing me out and callin me a bitch the next.
So as for right now… There is no relationship. I just dream about my dad taking care of his issues so he can be there when I have kids. If not, oh well. My Health and sanity is more important that satisfying his craving for starting shit. –RealityOfAPreachersDaughter
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