Found myself in the same normal sh*t storm spot.
Didn’t even freakn see it.
#blindspot.
Took my friend saying to me, “Sounds like Home Cooked Food.”
I’m like “huh?!?!”
She said that scenario that you are currently in and complaining about sounds like one you are used to. Like a coming home.
Feels normal to you.
& She has seen me THERE before.
Ugh.
Now let’s be clear, I CHOSE this scenario. Handpicked it. With my broken picker.
Grrr.
It imploded.
THEN I was like hmm...this sucks.
Complained to my friend.
And SHE TELLS ME THE PATTERN.
Duh.
I can’t see my own sh*t.
Bc...
It’s my comfort food.
No shocker that I didn’t know the toxicity.
Today, When was the last time you found yourself inside a rerun?!?!
Where you are like I have been here Before.
Same scene.
Different cast.
And it takes someone on the outside of the set to tell you you’ve been here before!!
So interesting!!! And painful.
Xo
Ps: photo credit vegan mashed potatoes
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