Prompt: Finish a story with the line, “And we never spoke again.”
Turning the knob of the door that led to our bedroom, I slapped on a huge smile as I readied myself to see my husband for the first time in a year. However, the wide smile quickly fell from my face and in its place came a mouth agape in disbelief.
On the bed, was my husband with his legs shamelessly between the thick brown thighs of another woman. I never knew tears could sting with such intensity. Confrontation had never been my forte, so I simply pulled the door closed behind me, ever so slightly careful not to interrupt their lovemaking.
As the moans got louder in the background I fervently searched for a piece of paper and pen to say goodbye. Trying to calm my shaking hands and struggling to string together a few words, I jotted down a couple of words to end the ten-year relationship that had been anything but a few words. So with the words “I understand that I could never be enough for you and wish you the best.” I closed the door to our marriage.”
And we never spoke again.
In an attempt to polish and better my writing skills I will be working on writing prompts regularly. I decided there was no point in keeping those to myself, therefore, I will be posting those on here. I hope you enjoy and do give me some feedback.
“God will take you through places you don’t understand just to bring you to the place where he needs you to be. Trust him.” -Trent Shelton
Have you ever felt the hair rising on your forearm when a particular song comes on? Suddenly you travel back in time and the lyrics a heavy reminder of memories, some better left as forgotten.
Of late, I’ve been trying to relive the old days. Looking through old pictures. Listening to old favorites. Devouring the words of early writings. Trying to remember the strong drive I had. I was so convicted about what I wanted to do with my life and exactly how I was going to do it. It’s hilarious that now, I’m not entirely sure. Of course, I have a fabricated course for my life that I blurt out whenever an inquirer asks. But truth be told, I’m as unsure of those plans.
But the good news is that I’m learning to not fear the uncertainty but take joy in the journey to finding out what my purpose truly is. Our lives were not mapped out beforehand and handed to us as soon as we could read–sadly. Therefore, you’re not alone if you feel like you’re just wandering uncertain of your destination, if there is one. But I assure you that there is one. Take in the sights as you wander in the landscapes of life and soon enough your path will be revealed.
“Not all those who wander are lost.”
“Some people are meant to fall in love with each other but not meant to be together.”
Growing up I envisioned love to be the same as the one I saw on TV. You know, the hand holding, spontaneous adventures, kisses in the rain, running through the field of daisies hand in hand but most of all, smiles. The love we’re taught to look out for is the sunny one.
However, the sun is only out half the day and only so if the rain clouds don’t dominate. Being able to weather the storm should be what love is about. Too often we overwork ourselves to be polished and dusted and nice, soft and round on the edges. But baby, my edges are jagged and you may . . . no, in fact, you will get cut. So I don’t need someone for the sunny days, I need someone who can stand the rain, the storm and the hailstones.
“Sunny days, everybody loves them. But can you stand the rain?” -New Edition
I’ve started this post about ten times, not sure how to word it without coming off the wrong way to anyone.
To be honest, I’ve been enraged the past couple of weeks. It began with the Instagram stories by @ self_made_east_african. First and foremost, I’d like to say that it’s brave to share your story especially on social media and big up to those of you who have. But if I’m being truly honest, the rage began the first time I heard about the Samburu incidences.
Rape. It’s disgusting and I don’t understand what goes on in perpetrator’s minds when he/she commits the horrific act. Rape culture is perpetrated in more ways than you think. Most people would like to think they personally cannot do anything about it, but I have news for you; you could end rape culture. I won’t go into detail because you’ll be here forever, but I’d like to address one thing.
Victim blaming. It is never the victim’s fault–ever. I resent statements such as “If you’re drunk you’ve already consented.” “You’re asking for it with how you’re dressed.” “What did you expect? “Don’t you know men are trash?”
We need to stop teaching our girls to be ashamed and hide from men, you know because they are trash. But, we need to teach our boys to be better. Rape is not okay, it never is! Spread the word!
I lay here trying to understand how this could happen again. Like how? I never expected that I would invest so much in the intangible. I never expected that I would melt when you said the most profound statements whose weight you didn’t seem to understand or at least pretended not to. You pretended a lot of things. But to be honest this one is on me. The signs are always there but of course, I’d much rather live carefree cause you only live once right? Wrong. I’m here making the same ol’ mistakes.
Validation is a hell of a drug.
Listen up baby girl. It’s never been about them. It’s not about them. And it will never be about them. The temptation to dip into the cool pool of validation can be overwhelming, heck I do it all the time. However, as part of my self-love journey, I’m learning to stop investing in what doesn’t build me up as a person. I’m finding that I spend so much time trying to look ‘pretty’ and cover up all my blemishes, but when I look inward, the reality is that I am doing it so that people can see me in a better light–I’m looking for validation.
But what we often don’t realize is that the search for validation will prove futile because it doesn’t really exist–there will always be someone smarter, prettier and clearer-faced than you. Thus, accept the facts of the day, look in the mirror and validate yourself. Then, spend your time and money on things that will grow you as a person and get you closer to your goals.
“I love you just the way you are girl, you don’t have to change a single thing.” – Taurus Riley
Sometimes the place you’re used to is not where you belong.