New Year’s Eve Reflections

Trey, vacays and learning how to truly live: 2017 in a nutshell!

Good Evening! It has been over 6 months since my last post and there is a very good reason for that: I really didn’t know what I wanted to do with “Amore Luxe” or if I even wanted to blog anymore. I feel like I have been pretty honest with you guys as it relates to what’s going on in my life and my feelings about everything but for the past couple of years, it just feels like I have gone through the motions and living life with no real passion or purpose. I still wanted to help others be the best versions of themselves by sharing my stories and experiences but because I wasn’t in a good place mentally, I was just going with the flow instead of finding new experiences that would help me feel more confident in myself and give me the passion and fulfillment that I craved.  My full-time job as a Director of a daycare center wasn’t what I envisioned for myself and as a result, I felt like a failure.  I wasn’t being an entrepreneur I feel that I am destined to be because I felt stuck in a 9-5 position where I wasn’t growing or evolving. This brought about negative thoughts and feeling and because I was miserable, I wasn’t able to be the best version of myself for the children. parents and staff that depended on me. I would come home emotionally drained and dread doing the same thing the following days ahead.I knew that there was more to life than what I was experiencing and an epiphany moment right before Thanksgiving was the catalyst that helped me restart my life in a different direction and  led to me make a few life altering decisions.

I thought about where I was in life, where I wanted to be and what steps I would need to take to get there. I was at a job that I stumbled into instead of working hard to get to that position and while I was a diligent and reliable employee, that passion and purpose that I desperately needed wasn’t there and when I realized that, I knew I had to move on.  I decided that December 22nd would be my last day because I didn’t want to start 2018 in the same space physically or mentally. After making that step, I knew I would have to figure out how to supplement unemployment with other sources of income. I manage social media platforms for businesses on the side and help college students with their essays/terms/thesis papers and plan on promoting these hustles more because it is something that is flexible and beneficial as it relates to what I want to do with my life. The last step was getting my mind right. I lost my paternal grandmother in October and her death added to the deaths of my other grandparents and father in the past few years was a breaking point emotionally. I just felt like I had no control over anything in life and didn’t know how to properly cope with the fear of that. I finally womaned up (lol) and decided to go to therapy. While I never judged anyone that chose to seek counseling, I always thought that I would have to be suicidal or at rock bottom in general to even consider talking to someone about my issues. I don’t have a problem sharing my issues with others but I always thought that in itself was therapy and I could fix things by just thinking positively and hoping for the best. When that failed time and time again, I felt like therapy was the only way out because I didn’t want things to get any worse than they already were before I got myself together. It turns out that therapy was one of the best decisions I’ve ever made. I am able to talk to an objective source about my life and my issues and receive feedback from someone who knows what they are talking about and does not judge based on someone’s current circumstances. My therapist helped me understand that a lot of my issues stem from things I never really dealt with in the past. I would talk about whatever was bothering me with someone and then that would be it. I would push it in the back of my mind and try not to think about it instead of tackling my emotions head on and being okay with things not being okay. I hate silence unless I am reading or doing work so sitting there for a minute or two and absorbing what had been said. It was a different approach to handling my issues and it has proven itself to helpful in all areas of my life.

Now that I’m in a better space mentally, I want to also work on the physical so I plan on joining a gym within the next couple of days. I feel like this is the perfect time to do so not only because of all the New Year’s promotions going on but I have the free time to commit to it and can also work on eating healthy to make sure that I will be in the best shape of my life! I’ll be honest with you guys, I am still unsure of exactly what direction I want to go with the site but it will still be confidence based but I’m in more of a vlogging than blogging space so expect more Snapchat/Instagram videos that will be reposted on here in addition to live chats and a podcast that I’m working on with a friend of mine 😉

2017 was a transition year for me and I am looking forward to the new beginnings that 2018 has in store for my life. Thank you so much for your support and always remember to love and live luxuriously!

 

 

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Do Better

71-2Good Afternoon everyone! I hope everyone enjoyed their weekend. I really didn’t do much besides watch tv and surf the internet and lurked a bit on social media. In fact, a Facebook conversation I had with my ex inspired me to write this post. It wasn’t drama filled really but I had an epiphany moment that I wanted to share with you all in hopes that you can gain just as much insight as I did.

Here is a bit of our back story before I get into last night’s Facebook conversation: My ex who shall remain nameless was my first everything: first love, first person I was intimate with and the first person who broke me down before he broke my heart. I was 19 when we met and was an insecure college student with no direction or purpose. I was living in Atlanta with my then friend from college and I wanted something new and exciting to happen to me like I saw on tv and in the movies. As I was leaving Wal-Mart on Labor Day in 2005, I saw this guy who was just too cute for words. He had the trendy attire on for that time (oversized white tee and baggy shorts), strategically placed tats on his arms and a fitted that completed the look. This insanely cute guy was right there in the middle of Wal-Mart’s parking lot and he was giving me the same lustful look that I was giving him. “How could this be?” I’m thinking to myself. I’m still skinny with braces and although I ditched the glasses for contacts by this time, I am still just as awkward as I was in high school so he couldn’t be remotely interested in me but indeed he was. We exchanged numbers and that was the beginning of a very stressful, emotionally volatile relationship. He knew about my insecurities because I was open and honest about my past and how I felt about myself. He used my weaknesses to manipulate me and would threaten to break up with me over petty things that he didn’t like. This happened for about 9 months and then when tragedy struck in my life right before my 20th birthday, he was cold and distant and it was then that I knew that I couldn’t be with him anymore. I had already had a lot of drama in my life from having to move 3 times to being low on funds in a place where I had almost no family and the one person I depended on, the one person who meant so much to me was emotionally (and physically) MIA. That’s when I knew that this wasn’t the man I was supposed to spend the rest of my life with. As much as I loved him, I had to love myself more.

Surprisingly, we kept in touch over the years. I would see him from time to time when I would go back to Atlanta and he visited me a few times up in Jersey but I never let myself get emotionally attached like I had previously. He apologized for the way he treated me when we were together but his actions and attitude hadn’t changed. My biggest fear was getting sucked back in to the drama and messiness that existed 10 years ago so I attempted to have boundaries in place so I wouldn’t make the same mistakes. I still wanted to stay cool with him (big mistake) so I’d entertain conversations but last night’s conversation was the nail in the coffin that really cemented the ending of any relationship that ever existed between us.

For the past year, I have been adamant about not settling for any type of non-committed relationship. In other words, I am not trying to have a friend with benefits, f*ck buddy, or be involved in a “situationship”. The next relationship I will enter will be a monogamous and committed one and we will both be on the same page as it relates to what we want from each other. Until that happens, I’ve vowed to be celibate. When I tried to explain this to my ex, he accused me of being “stuck up” and acting like I was better than him. In the past, I was guilty of fooling around with him when I wasn’t involved with anyone but once I told him that this was no longer an option, he became irate. The angry and manipulative person that I was used to seeing showed up once again and instead of continuing to explain myself to someone who never added anything positive to my life, I decided to end the conversation and wished him well. I’ve realized that to be a better person, you have to do better for yourself. Engaging in a war of words with him was not only pointless but brought me down to his level. Actions speak louder than words so instead of talking about what I want and what I will and will not tolerate, I will let my actions speak for themselves. I have nothing to prove to him or anyone else so my goal is to no longer invest time or energy into people or things that won’t benefit me physically, mentally or spiritually in the long run. Even though things between my ex and I didn’t work out, he taught me a lot about myself and helped me to see that a shared past and mutual attraction are not enough to build and sustain a meaningful and beneficial relationship. Every lesson is a blessing and I’ve learned a lot from my ex and now know that I need to let the past stay in the past.

Have you ever been in a similar situation with an ex? How did you handle it? Let me know in the comments section below! Also, be sure to like and share this post if you enjoyed reading! Check back on Wednesday for my next post 🙂

 

Until then, always remember to love and live luxuriously!

 

 

A Moment In Time

“And in that moment I swear we were infinite”

The Perks of Being A Wallflower

infinite2I was up late last night thinking about all the problems that I have to deal with . Bills, family troubles, relationship ish, the list goes on and on and I wondered when did these problems begin? When did my mother start letting me know about the issues between her and my father? When did I start worrying about not being able to find “the one” that I want to spend the rest of my life with? Most importantly, when did I become an adult and why didn’t anyone warn me about all the stress and drama that came with it? I wanted to remember a time where everything seemed possible and the people around me were as carefree and happy as I was and the first memory that popped into my mind was when I was in 6th grade hanging out with my girl Regina on her porch looking at the clouds. We would make up silly games out of songs and everything felt right in those moments. My dreams weren’t so crazy back then and we didn’t have to worry about having money for the rent or taking care of others because we had people looking out for us. I thought that feeling of comfort and security would last forever and I would be able to go through life knowing that everything would be alright. As time went by, things started to change. People started to change and that world that I once felt so secure in no longer existed. I wondered to myself was it all in my head. Maybe I saw what I wanted to see instead of what was really there. Whatever happened, happened and I had to face reality and grow up.

Even though I no longer wear rose-colored glasses when it comes to how I view the world, I still find happiness and peace in the little things in life. Moments shared between friends, kisses and intimate touches shared between my significant other and inside jokes that only my mother and I understand bring those same feelings that I had when I was 12. Although I am a grown woman who has to use the cards that life dealt me to the best of my ability, there will always be those moments that make me realize that through all the struggle and the pain, I am exactly where I need to be and although everything around me may be changing, my dreams are still the same and now instead of just looking at the clouds on my friend’s front porch and imagining what could be, I can make my dreams a reality and because of that, I am hopeful and determined.

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