I’ve been having dreams that strangely resemble my childhood- overlooked and picked last… but even that’s an esteemed way to put it coz it’s more like ‘join that team’ type of vibe.
I’m awesome. I’m also beautiful, inside and out. I’m hella confident in who I am. Yes, this is the part you look around you for the nearest trash to bin your assumptions about where this was going. 😊
For me these dreams were out of order and I needed to find out why. You know how I keep saying check your childhood because by age 6 most of your core values are cemented? In Pre-Unit to Class One I was sure I was disliked. That did affect me, yes, and for the longest time I was that cousin/classmate who couldn’t be made fun of because she’s too aggressive or defensive. Because growing up is a thing, I worked on that and mellowed out. That’s why Le Copin can trash-talk all he wants as he whoops my ass in a card game and I won’t take it personally.
That said, knowing my value and what I have to bring to the table (Michelle Obama this is all you) makes me a LOT less inclined to take trash from people. Or generally tolerate shadiness. I’m not saying that in a prideful way but, surely, if you lack professionalism I’ll handle you. If you are emotionally manipulative, you’ll look for me and not find me etc. But there’s a but.
Look for inconsistencies in your life. What childhood value are you upholding that don’t serve you? What bad experience did you have in your teens that made you believe marriage is a game of ‘at least I have a spouse’ while loneliness wraps you with bared wire all the while you claim how holy the institution of marriage is? What boss screwed you over and now it’s all a game of how much can you get away with and it still be ‘trivial’ and ‘legal’ as you wonder when justice will be back from holiday?
Know yourself. That way you’ll know what’s not you and course correct. If something is off, don’t spray pesticide on the weed. Uproot that thing! That way, at the very least, you won’t dream about it.