Last night I was online looking at hair vendors and I had so many choices. When I chose the one I liked they had more choices of hair textures. I love having choices. I was in my own space and not influenced by anyone. When I go have fun sometimes in New Orleans I go on my own because I get to make my own choices of where I want to shop, eat, or go for entertaiment. I use to go and see family but I stopped and start making it about me. I was being criticized for my choices. I did not go to get someone else's opinion about what I wanted for myself. I found going solo was best for me. All my own choices.
When I meet new people it is my choice if I want to get to know them further. No one else can make the choice to make me dismiss anyone out my life because they feel that person is not worthy. That again is my choice. Everyone has their own personal criteria of what a friend is to them. Im not going to dismiss people out my life because someone else thinks they can go. I am not that shallow.
Our choices shape up. They can build us up, set us back, effect us emotionally or even physically, cause trauma, or even enlighten us. Our choices can make us anxious at times and react.
I notice that I use to take risk and now I am more careful and take more time making choices because my past choices have shaped me. I am now desiring new relationships that are healthy, authentic and genuine. I know that it will take time and no one is perfect. I am not going into them looking at what I can gain because that is not what relationships are about.
You have the choice to listen to this grown up selection:
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