Wild Little Hearts

Why can’t I seem to be like what I need my kids to be. Kinds, sincere. I possess this dark meanness that comes out when I get uncomfortable or feel like I may get hurt.

I want them to feel the wind between their hair and sand on their toes. I want them to cherish each other and give the world to one another.

Self sabotage is real, its what comes at me when im happy and content in life. My life hasnt ever been easy, or mediocre. It is a ball of continues rolls down hills from highest mountain tops.

My whole life I was made to feel that I need to do more or be more in order to be loved, now that I am loved without borders, I don’t know how to receive it. I am not sure how to get those thoughts of disappointment and self-doubt out of my mind. All we have is time.

Published by Francine On A Mission

Mom of three, lover of one. Mental health & Agriculture Magic

2 thoughts on “Wild Little Hearts

  1. “Time is on your side” ~ Coldplay, “All the time in the world” ~ Louis Armstrong 🌎 the key is getting over the stigma of perceptions of mental health; for example I get angry 😠 😑 πŸ‘Ώ 😀 πŸ˜€ πŸ‘πŸΎ 😠 then I decide to keep quiet until I calm the fuck down

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  2. πŸ’œ YOU!!! ARE a USE (Ultra Sensitive Empath) Feeling EveryOne and EveryThing while trying to do what YOU!!! Know is Wrong because YOU!!! Don’t Want to be involved in UPSET!!!
    …πŸ’›πŸ’šπŸ’™…

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