And I used to be a Bitter Black Woman. A BBB!
I bit everyone's head off and I struck first before anyone could say anything to hurt me.
I was loud. angry, mean, manipulative and hurtful. I did it on purpose; deliberately and I was not sorry. I could sniff out a weakness in a person and I'd just ride that weakness. I pretended to care so that person would let their guard down and then WHAM! I'd let them have it.
As I started to transform I noticed the same type of women were always around me for some reason or other. I was trying to run away from them and they always were there. I'd never help a woman like me. I felt like you'd help them and they'd turn on you. The same way I was. Can you say KARMA!
I remember one time I was going in the bank on my way out of town. I had my car loaded with furniture and this African American woman stormed out the bank and headed right for me. I looked for an escape route; and started back towards my car. She started calling me, "Sister, Sister can I talk to you". I stopped walking to my car and we actually wound up talking for 2 hours. She was going through a hard time and she just needed someone to talk to. Over time I stopped running from women who were just like me. I realized who better to deal with women like me than someone who used to be like that. I am always straight, no chaser so if you ask me for help; you'd better be ready to do the work! I actually met my best friend that way. I was working in a running store and this couple came in. I didn't know if they were a couple or he was her trainer. I found out later he was her husband trying to help her get workout gear. She was mad as a hornet. She is actually 4" shorter than me but that day she look big and mean and I spent several minutes running from her in the store. Eventually, I could run no more and started talking to her and helping her. We wound up exchanging numbers - I don't know why; God moves in mysterious ways - and we have been best friends ever since. We co-created a spiritual group called The Triangle. I am Auntie to her 3 kids.
Each of the women were ready to change. That is why God/Universe allowed us to come in contact with each other. I just had to get past the outside and the attitude to see the real hurt and pain of these wonderful women. And that is part of my gift. Hurt people hurt people. As a Life Coach it's my job to LISTEN and hear behind the attitude, the hurt, pain disappointment and anything else the person is trying to hide. At the end of the day they really want to be healed; they just need the space, love and understanding to start.
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Peace & Love
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