My Journey’s My Own

I pride myself in the fact that I’m hard to offend. It takes a lot to offend me.

Unfortunately hurt doesn’t work the same way for me.

I’m very easily hurt.

Especially by those closest to me.

It can be the tone of voice. The lack of empathy for what I’ve gone though that day. The lack of respect or the oversight that maybe I’m extra sad that day.

I don’t necessarily need to be covered in hugs or handled with kid gloves. No, for me it’s simply a “yes mom I’ll do that” or ” I understand, how can I help” or even ” You look like your day was hard, want a glass of wine?”

Even at work. I’m hard to offend but easy to hurt. Do your job so it doesn’t make mine harder. Don’t take advantage of me because you know I’ll go the extra mile for my patients. And don’t talk crap about me behind my back.

I can still be hurt.

I once told someone that losing the weight was great but it didn’t fix my brain. I used to hide behind my weight. It kept me quiet. It made me shy. Now I’m more outspoken. I’m more outgoing. Those that know me well will think there’s no way I was ever shy or quiet but I was. Especially when I wasn’t around them. And I was always being hurt. But I never spoke up.

Now I am.

I’m speaking up for me and for the mom who feels taken advantage of. Disrespected. Unappreciated. And undervalued.

We are here and we can be hurt by you. So, be aware of how you treat and speak to us. We aren’t all made the same. We don’t all have the same love language but our hurt is similar.

We sacrifice every single day. And we do it out of love.

Appreciate it.

Value it.

Love it.

Love us.

Unconditionally, as we do you.

That’s all.