#zee_txt

[zeethearies]

Gonna give the first episode of that new Cartoon Network show, Iyanu: Child of Wonder a watch and report back later.

I hope this is another show I can fall in love with! 🤞🏾

[zeethearies]

Why do people volunteer to lie to you?

Like, you didn't ask them to promise you anything, but they take it upon themselves to make said promise and then send it up in flames later.

What kinda shit is that?

[zeethearies]

Told that man how I felt and didn't let up on making him take accountability.

Ain't heard shit since yesterday morning.

Because honestly, wtf can he say? That I'm right? That it doesn't take long to pick up the phone and text/call to say that things are busy on your end, so you can't follow through with the plans made prior?

...I'm slowly but surely getting more strict 'round this bitch.

I ain't gon' find the love of my life letting folks walk all over me and cast me to the side like an afterthought.

'Cause the love of my life WOULD NEVER.

[zeethearies]

This is just my insecurities talking here, but sometimes I truly feel like I'm no one's type.

Again, I know this isn't true, but this is a thought/feeling that never ceases to cross my path.

[zeethearies]

This man has a girlfriend now (saw the posts on FB of all places) but he's been texting me for the last two or three days and we were video chatting yesterday morning?

Everything's been innocent though, so I'm pretty sure I'm just a homegirl in his book.

I'm gonna keep shit neutral, but if he says something conflicting, I will let him know that I'm in the loop about his relationship and tell him to cut it out.

Still can't get over the fact that I'm always the homie never the lover though. Oh well. 🤷🏾‍♀️

[zeethearies]

I don't think the people around me can tell when it's getting bad again...They probably just think I'm being quirky, funny, or anxiously eccentric. Or maybe even moody and introverted on a tough day. I'm not sure what they think, but let me paint a picture:

I am a teddy bear with stuffing coming out of her chest.

I have my eyes on the needle and thread that can fix me. Hell, I've even got my hands on it, and I'm trying to do the work to stitch myself up. To put my stuffing back and appear presentable, lovable. To be patient enough to sit by myself and let my stitches heal so I can love myself and let others love me in return.

But there's just so. much. stuffing. and I can't do this by myself. I'm tired of doing this by myself...

[zeethearies]

A part of me feels like I should push through and go to the festival that's in town.

But the other part of me is scared I'm just gonna be walking around feeling alone, even if I am with friends.

What the fuck is wrong, man?

[zeethearies]

Pretty sure I'm gonna be friendzoned on Saturday, but! I'm gonna proceed for the plot.

Wish me luck, friends.