Rainy Sunday?

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Hey guys, so this is my first post to my first blog in the day of my life. This weekend by far has been amazing. But nonetheless — it’s a rainy Sunday AND that hasn’t stopped my mood from being positive and up beat which hasn’t always been the case my entire life. I’m down by the beach this weekend enjoying my time with my soulmate.  I actually have nothing negative to say today — at this moment anyway. I’m just going to try to stay in the moment and grateful. Be back guys ! 

The Steps To Life You Didn’t Know[]]]][[[]]]~~~~~~~~<

It’s not a mindfuck- it’s just reality, maybe a part of your mind you have yet to tap into….

In life no one at all can teach you from the beginning how to beat equip you on how to handle what is that is going to come your way during your duration on this planet.

The steps of Life are Love. Sounds complex but when analyzed, it’s quite simple. Everything that happens in any type of relationship in your life has to do with love.

You and your partner argue- one way to look at it is they love you and because they love you – they have exhausted their energy time and attention to argue back.

You get fired from a job- another love, God loved me enough to take it away and place me in a process of healing that was way overdue

Love – your friend calls you upset: they love you enough to trust you

Just a few examples because I can go on for a lifetime. I never said that an abundance of love was in each step in your life but that damn sure is either love or lack of love. But mostly love. Love is even in fear.

Remember, don’t stress because even if you feel like you aren’t loved, you are loved by you, because you keep pushing urself to get up everyday and pushing through .. pat yourself on the back. You’re human and have love.

The Cycle…

I was always curious about this planet I reside.. this generation I was born and grow with … my surroundings that seem to mock uncivilized beings who fake it till they crack and shit themselves from the vein they have popped in their forehead due to lack of an ounce of anything “genuine” about them …

I love this picture because I get lost in it. It makes me feel like it is an attainable destination where I am alone and high. High off of my surroundings not of a man made or grown substance but literally off my surroundings.

I feel as though my life lately has been a big rubber band ball collection of spiritual experiences. Only to thank God, but that is not the point of why I am letting what’s in my mind out tonight. I’m merely doing it because I can. See- there is no one in this world , no one, who I can talk to and know that I am 100% fully understood in every quirky and psycho and goofy and off the wall way. I am me and me is me. I gave up on friends trying to understand me. Friends don’t have the same magnitude of caring as I do so why even try… again. Just a wasted broken record.

I used to love when ppl would say “I’m a unicorn” I thought that shit was epic…. I would be like wow I totally with I had that attitude instead of being busy beating myself up about something I said that might offended someone 2 weeks ago.

I feel like the more the days pass, I feel more than I can take tiny steps. No one ever said to me IM A UNICORN WHO TAKES THW WORLD BY STORM. I like to see myself now as a unicorn who takes the world a moment/situation/event at a time. And I am still a mtherfkn unicorn.

God given

This is true… has not been proven wrong in its many many decades ()

Sometimes in my life I like to use the road less traveled… but it’s only less traveled because I make things difficult for myself. A lot of the time I creat my own chaos with a plethora of plausible but untrue thoughts spinning like a patch of tornadoes headed down a vast land of flat land.

I can say I’m just like my parents- stubborn and hard headed- but I’m gonna be realistic and just say that I’m God’s creation- I was made how I was for a reason and throughout my life God has been molding me, trying to get me to the sturdiest, strongest structure I can be.

God is still working on me.

Today was a rough day for me mentally. I was stuck in my head. I did however overcome that and go to CBT therapy today. I practiced being open minded because I was so desperate to learn something to help me. And I left with something new…

No, that something new did not completely fix my day but I’m realistic enough to know one thing doesn’t always work – and human enough to get pissed the fuck off that I had to put way too much effort into not melting down.

Fortunately- I did not have a meltdown.

As the night continued, I continued trying to help myself because I was feeling so blueee.

Someone once said- God doesn’t work for us, God works through us. When I first heard that, I got angry. I’m like shut the fuck up. It wasn’t me who saved myself from dying from overdosing all those times.

Funny how things get stored in the brain and then pop up like wack-a-mole when they feel like it.

Tonight I pulled out the last stops and picked up the phone and spoke to two women who made me feel better. …it happened… before I could dial these numbers, God was working through me to actually decide and “act”- physically making the calls and getting to the exact nature.

God worked through me tonight. I made a bold move tonight with no influence other then God and my own from previous contemplation over the years. I feel as though I did something that is about to change my life forever.

Hey- look at that: I made two decisions and followed through with action (with no suggestion or pressure) to do things that are going to one, help my health and two, save me from me.

I feel as though I have so many good things to look for and I am so happy I did two major things today to better myself. I helped myself today … but don’t get it twisted- because I have a relationship with God, God worked through me blessing me with strength and motivation and faith.

My life isn’t horrible right now. I’ve been thru some really horrible and hard times. But right now In life, I can say that God has me where he wants me and that I am going to try my damn hardest to accept.

He does exist…

I feel like the luckiest woman in the world.. almost two years into a relationship with my soulmate…..it’s interesting to me and astounding at the same time that I have found my soulmate- who was actually under my nose the whole time.  
Growing up, I used to hear that bullshit- soulmates, oh foreverness- womp womp womp womp womp….

Now I’m an adult and I fucking get it! Relationships in general are work. You have to maintain a healthy relationship, work on things ..etc… 

I’m just in awe because I never knew there were actually soulmates out there and actually existed. My soulmate treats me like gold and I feel so full of love and get so much love from him it’s like, wow… I take a step back and look at the big picture too and I see us, together, everywhere…anywhere.

We are perfect for each other- because whatever that is crazy in my mind- I kno he’s thinking some crazy shit too.

How does this work- decades later and still have not figured it out….

I really wonder how this game called life is played. I’ve tried good Katma, bad karma always bit me- I’ve gotten an immeasurable amount of happiness from intergrity within me. I have tried to fit the stigma of a typic high school student- always athletic, always stayed away from the kids that just didn’t give a fuck- I went to college and graduated.. I got jobs, yes, jobssssss. I changed my life style to legnthen my existence on this earth with my loved one and hang on to dead weight … 

I thought I was on the right , no? Clearly not. Because, well… I have no answers- decades later wondering if there will ever be a consistency of happiness and stability in my life. 


I wasted away my day sleeping- feeling like I have sleeping beauty syndrome – ya look it up- it’s fkn real. Anyway- my fkn dog ate damn near a whole plant while I was sleep and now he’s sad he has to stay in his play pen for the rest of the night because of it. 

My boyfriend is off in la la land loving his vacation while he awaits his new job when he gets his new job. I’m so happy for him – just wish I could be with him enjoy the vacay. 

I am home because I had to make an adult decision for myself instead of saying fuck the world with a long dick – as Kendrick Lamar says in one of his many loved songs of mine. I rather be home buggin then ruining the fun for others. — bug girl panties big big girl panties – fk it why not right. I meant by no mean am I a big girl and there is nothing wrong with being a girl – it’s the phrase people use for doing adult things- ugh I hope you guys know what I’m talking about. 

I’m irritated right now. I miss my man – I miss miss him. 

Also – another peak into what’s going on in my mental is that I wish I could throw the fuckin door off of a particular persons room and say just let’s not talk for the rest of the night. 

Something lite….

I’m still wandering to what magnitude do and if ppl do understand the effect they have on ppl. The 3 men that raped me when I was 13 have an effect on me to this day and I’m 27. My mother called me an ingrate at the age of 8 and it still effects me today to the point that I make sure I go out of my way to show my thanks and appreciation for what people do for me. This morning I had a breakdown to my boyfriend because one of my exs said something to me over 5 years ago that effected me today- fortunately my boyfriend of today and forever was there to pick me up and assure me that my ex was incorrect and he made me feel better or shall I say- he showed me the reality of what my stupid thinking was…

Today was visit at the psychiatrist office – nice fuckin office I say to myself going on. She’s my new dr but every time we met in another room with a resident. Now if I judged a book by its cover I’d say she was just there for the $$$ hence the sweet ass office- but damn I have a good dr. Got some meds adjusted-…. sucks. I have to sit out on a nice little thing these next couple of days but it’s in my best interest… and not to be a Debbie downer if anyone were to be coming. 

So today was something lite but something heavy at the same time, had awesome time and talk with my boyfriend,  productive day. But this is the mind of Cindy Shuuu so I must say, I have been purposely not hitting up certain friends to see if I even get noticed that I haven’t been in their fuckn lives… it hasn’t bothered me at all though because I’m loving focusing on myself… also , I no longer think I’m dying, I think I just have a awesome pet. 

I think that taking each hour by the hour is really helping me a lot. I feel so selfless when I am with my family. The little ones , I’m really looking forward to this adjustment in meds. 

I have an old friend I don’t speak to anymore cause their dumb ass got caught doin dirty and I told them to stop but they got caught up, I just pray they don’t use drugs over it and die. Other than that , I really just have to be selfish right now cause I’m in a really fragile spot in my life and like I’ve stated In another blog, no fucking body is going thru my life for me but me- and fortunately I have family support. Point being is I gotta do me!