The Hardest Lesson i have Had To Learn

People are like lumps of coal.

To some, those lumps of coal are just that, lumps of coal. To others, those lumps of coal hold promise. That promise is that with enough time and effort, something valuable comes out of it – a diamond.

People are like lumps of coal.

To some, that promise – regardless of the end result, will never be something they want to put their time or effort into. That metaphorical lump of coal will stay a lump of coal. To others, that promise, irregardless of what it could be, is something they want to put their time and effort into.

People are like lumps of coal.

You and me.

Sometimes in life, we find someone we deem worthy of putting our time and effort into. Hoping that they find our lump of coal worthy of their time and effort too. Sometimes, we get surprised and they do and we end up with beautiful friendships or relationships. However, most times that is not the case at all. Beautiful things, require time; something human beings, for whatever reason, are not willing to put forth.

The hardest lesson I ever had to learn is that you have to be okay with people wanting you to be a lump of coal just as much as you are okay with people who want you to be a diamond. Especially because you cannot have one without the other.

Your life in the grand scheme of this big plan, is not significant at all. If you put your minuscule time frame on the world’s timeframe, you are a dot in the center of something much more massive. The world does not owe you a single thing. This was another hard lesson I had to learn; but this lesson was just as important. It is not up to the world to give you the life you think you deserve, with the people you think you deserve. It is up to you to create that life.

This past year of my life was probably the hardest year I have had in a long time. With more personal growth than most people get their entire lives. I’ve learned more lessons about life this year than most people my age and I’m not saying that makes me wise, but it does mean I have been there. I know the feeling of thinking your life is falling apart and you have nothing left to lose. I know the feeling of perpetually being made to feel like you are just, in fact, a big ass lump of coal; that you have no potential of ever becoming a diamond.

But you do.

I learned (the hardest way possible) that it is not up to other people to define your worth. It is not up to the people around you to remind you that you have reasons your life is great, that your eyes, personality, smile, or whatever else is the reason you are pretty. It is not up to other people to remind you that you are doing the absolute best that you possibly can. Everyone is trying to do that for themselves; in the timeframe of the world, you are responsible for you.

While that thought might seem like a scary one, it’s not. There’s something beautiful in being self-assured, because when it comes down to it, you are responsible for the way you feel about who you are, where you are, and what you are. No one on the planet can take that from you.

Diamonds do not need to be told they are valuable. They sit in display cases waiting for the person who sees their worth. They know that despite being overlooked by many, they are what they are. They understand the time and effort put into creating them and they still shine by themselves, irregardless of how long they spend in that display case.

Diamonds don’t need anyone reminding them of how valuable they are. Neither do you. Be a diamond, shine as bright as you can, and the hell to everything else.

-SincerelyKaley

Kerri

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Caleb

I know that you might not think

you are special

or of particular importance,

but in the history book of my life

your name

would be on every page.

Taken

My mind goes back to you

at random moments.

It’s always the days

that I never thought you’d pop into my head.

When people make little statements,

unknowingly making my mind drift

to what could have been.

It’s only then

that I find myself

longing,

wishing,

and dreaming

that the outcome would have been different.

That you would be here,

in my arms,

safe and sound.

Where you were meant to be.

Talkative

I fell in love with how much you have to say

like you’ve never met someone

who speaks the same language as you.

EVERYTHING GREEN

My favorite color before you was black.

But it was only after meeting you,

that I realized

the color of the trees so closely matched

the color of green in your eyes.

I found myself

having a newfound love of nature.

[Send]ing You Out Of My Life

Moving on is tricky. But what they don’t tell you, the real bitch involved in the healing process is learning to let go. You can move on easily. If you get fired, you find a new job. If you lose a relationship, find a new boo. If you lose friends, find new ones. Moving on, is the easiest part of the process. But the part that really guts you Internally is learning to let go.

It seems like it should be easy.

A thought I had while staring at a text I was typing up to send to someone who needed to officially be a part of my past. It should be easy. Yet, every word of that message broke my heart just a little bit more. Moving on was easy, after dealing with the emotional heartache of losing someone I cared about. I put in the work, I focused on myself. I got to the final destination of emotional recovery. I moved on. Yet, here I was realizing there was a third and final step to life. The part where you have to let go. Whether that means forgiving someone for what they did to you or closing the book at the end of the final chapter. Eventually, you have to learn to move on.

So, I sat.

Thinking about what I wanted to say in that moment was overwhelming, because there was so much to say. But I realized that sometimes you just have to let go, to me this meant keeping it simple. I owed them no further explanation, they knew everything I felt because I had told them multiple times.

I told them goodbye for good the other day.

And then I hit send.

-SincerelyKaley

Sweet Dreams

{Written: Feb. 17, 2020}

A/N: I’ve had a lot of stuff I’ve written in my phone stored away for several weeks now, so I figured I would post it since I haven’t posted on here for a while.

It’s 5:00 a.m.

You’re finally going to sleep.

I’m curious of what comes next when your head hits the pillow.

Do you find yourself thinking back to me?

Does the urge to text me ever consume you?

Do you ever wonder how I’m doing?

Does it ever overwhelm you to think about me,

so much so that it haunts your dreams?

When you finally shut your eyes

do I pop up in your brain?

Do you see the face of a girl

one so desperate for love and affection,

that she stupidly stuck around

as things went in the wrong direction?

Does my face dance across your mind

when you think back to the time,

when your mind was made up and you wanted to be mine?

Do you see my face the night you told me you didn’t want this anymore?

Or do you just see the face of a girl you convinced to keep your bed warm?

I hope I haunt your dreams,

the way you haunted mine.