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Haters

I have haters. It’s odd but I guess I’d better get used to dealing with them if I plan to keep winning. What’s interesting about all this is I’ve never considered myself the kind of person that would have haters. I mean, I already know I’m blessed, gifted, smart, beautiful (both inside and out), and not to mention so, so dope lol but the fact that anyone would find me intimidating or threatening is always a surprise to me. It’s intriguing to embody that level of power. Since I have it though, might as well learn how to wield it.

Jealousy is an even more complicated thing I never imagined being up against. Crazy as it seems, I do have people in my life that at some point, have been or either are jealous of me, and it’s awful. Jealousy is cruel. Now, before I go on, I’m not having a Mean Girls, Gretchen Wieners moment thinking, I’m sorry that people are so jealous of me, but I can’t help it that I’m popular. I’m not popular.  It’s nothing like that, but dealing with hate and jealousy are heavy burdens to bear. Especially, when I've been the kind of person that has cheered for others on the sidelines only to see the cheering not be returned. All of this became painfully obvious and apparent to me when…

Things would get silent as things got better for me. It’s funny how people pull away when you’re on the come up. Spoiler: Haters aren’t always who you think they’ll be. Eventually, they’ll become more apparent to you as things change. It’s sad but true.

I finished school, got a college degree, and began embracing new opportunities (all of which I worked my behind off for.) People hate and want the perks, but don’t want to do the work. I’ll never understand that.

I created my own writing platform. I kept getting turned away from other places and thought, why don’t I just do my own thing? If I don’t believe in myself, why would anyone else? I have the ability to create content, and bring other dope writers on board when the time is right.

There has been a guy. Because, you know, there’s always a guy that seems to destroy the sacred bonds of sisterhood, which should never be the case. I’ve had some experiences that definitely brought some hater-like vibes. At first, I wondered if maybe I was trippin’ about this, until it kept happening. So, apparently, if a guy is a Christian, who also happens to be relatively normal (normal meaning a non-creeper) smart, funny, cute, and available, then the likelihood of many girls calling imaginary “dibs” on him will happen. I must have missed the memo about non-creeper Christian guys being in short supply. This has also happened to me with non-Christian guys, too, but I was appalled to experience this amongst a community of believers. Anyways, if the guy might be checking for you, even if this is at first oblivious to you, and obvious to others, then you’ll likely get the cold shoulder, winces full of shade, and be the girl the other girls don’t like all because you happened to catch the eye of the available stud. Believe it or not, this kind of foolishness happens to me often. I can’t help if I’m the chosen one (totally kidding…or am I?) but in all seriousness, this is uncool. Being at odds over a guy is lame.  

I finally made the decision to choose and love myself - confidently, authentically, and unapologetically. If anyone can’t handle that, they don’t deserve to be a part of my life.

By the way, to any and every salty person I’ve ever encountered, how does that salt taste? I really want to know lol. Again, I'm kidding. Being salty isn’t a good look for anyone.

But on a more serious note, all of this has taught me three key things I’ll always keep in mind…

Blessings, opportunities, and just being who you are can create envy.
You can’t be friends or chill with someone who wants your life.
It’s better to keep much of what you’re doing, working on, or planning to do on the down low. You don’t need any hate or jealousy contaminating your grind.


You’re welcome :)
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