In my house we don't hold grudges. Or at least I try not to. Over the weekend we had a rough go. My daughter and I were at each other's throat. We are under a lot of pressure here and I think it all came to a head. I had to get in my truck and go for a ride. I always use music as my outlet and as we were cleaning this weekend I found an old iPod. I plugged in my iPod and drove around for an hour clearing my head. When a song came on that hit me like a ton of bricks! I went back and got my daughter and told her to get in the truck. I told her to listen to these word....absorb them.
F ing perfect P!nk Made a wrong turn, once or twiceDug my way out, blood and fire Bad decisions, that's alright Welcome to my silly life Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood Miss "No way, it's all good", it didn't slow me down Mistaken, always second guessing, underestimated Look, I'm still around Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever ever feel Like you're less than fuckin' perfect Pretty pretty please, if you ever, ever feel like you're nothing You're fuckin' perfect to me! You're so mean, when you talk, about yourself you were wrong Change the voices in your head, make them like you instead So complicated, look how big, you'll make it Filled with so much hatred, such a tired game It's enough! I've done all I can think of Chased down all my demons, I've seen you do the same Oh, pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel Like you're less than fuckin' perfect Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel like you're nothing You're fuckin' perfect to me The whole world's scared, so I swallow the fear The only thing I should be drinking is an ice cold beer So cool and limed and we try, try, try But we try too hard and its a waste of my time Done looking for the critics 'cause there everywhere They don't like my jeans, they don't get my hair Exchange ourselves and we do it all the time Why do we do that, why do I do that? Why do I do that? Oh, pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel Like you're less than fuckin' perfect Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel like you're nothing You're fuckin' perfect to me! You're perfect, you're perfect Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel like you're nothing You're fuckin' perfect to me My daughter has struggled with self esteem and thinking she isn't worth anything and that sparked our argument. This song hit a major cord with me in regards to her! She IS perfect to ME! At one point she was mistreated, misplaced and misunderstood but to me she is perfect! As a parent I feel like I have the right to be angry at words that were said. But I don't have the right or the power to hold it over head and hold a grudge. What is that going to do? It's going to make their insecurities worse. Feeling like they can't release their frustrations to you because you'll hold it over their head. She is 15. She is hormonal and stressed. Both my kids have jumped hurdles they should never be expected to jump. They are going to crack. They are going to snap at you. Let them get angry....but also let them know they also have to respect. My opinion is the worst thing we can do is hold a grudge with our kids. If you hold a grudge they will feel as if they aren't safe to express their stress (with respect). I woke up yesterday morning to a new day. We talked about everything that had happened and we both know life is too short to hold grudges.
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AuthorHi there! I am new to the blogging thing so bare with me. I have had a long path at life and this year I decided to change that. The Law Of Attraction right? Positive thinking brings positve action. This blog is about the research I have done on making my life better. Archives
November 2017
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