This is me and I love myself.
This is me and I love myself.
I am Guady G. MD. and this is me and I love myself. Go ahead and show me your pic and type–This is me and I love myself as the caption.
This is me and I love myself
Moving on
If I say I don’t ever think of you I would be lying for many nights I did spend crying.
Remember when you walked out that door and said you didn’t love me anymore?
Well it’s okay because it allowed me find true love in my darkest hour. I found someone more beautiful, more kind and smarter.
In your trivial mind I bet you can’t fathom the idea that I have moved on. But I did and now every minute is splendid.
It took me a long time but I did it somehow. I no longer live for you! I live for me now!
In my life a number of men have walked away from the love I offered them. When younger I was always left feeling empty inside. It was as if their love validated me being lovable. As a child I was bullied at school and was even told that only God would ever love me. As a teen I was unibrowed and gawky, my only boyfriend was blind and forget my prom nightmare (more details in a future blog).
In college I was very popular and every cute guy knew me but sadly I was just one of the guys to most of them so you could imagine my frustration. I got married and then divorced. All of this was just a cocktail for my growing lack of self-love.
I have been on a journey and it wasn’t until after my divorce at age 31 that I realized I didn’t need external validation. Heck now I no longer need someone else to love me because I love myself plenty. I am worthy of great things and so are you. Yes you!
Sometimes a breakup can take a toll on a person’s self-worth but remember you are awesome with or without a partner because you matter. Never forget that! Work on yourself and learn to truly love yourself. Once you do, you will no longer accept imitations of love especially cheap ones. You will already know true love and that is the one you find within yourself.
Signing off
Guady G
Hugs from Brooklyn
A Bird
I wish I were a bird so I could fly and be free.
Free to be anything. Free to be me.
I wish I were a bird so I could perch on your shoulder and take from you hand the bread that you offer.
If I were a bird I would fly high up above. Fly the great distance and be with you the one that I love.
Sadly I am not a bird and can not fly, but I have a love for you that will never ever die.
This was a short poem I wrote when I had a long distance relationship. It ended but I am always grateful for what he made me feel. Every relationship whether good or bad that ended helped with my growth as an individual. I’m fabulous fifty and single. I am in the best company now–my own. I learned to love myself more and not to depend on another person to define me and make me happy. I am happy all on my own.
Sincerely
Guady G
Hugs from Brooklyn
My Senses
Dear David Liu
I would do anything to catch another glimpse of you!
I would stay in complete silence just to have your voice beat against my tympanic membrane once again!
I long for the piloerection that only your soft touch would give.
I wish I could still enjoy the smell of that cologne you loved to wear.
David I miss you!
I want to state that although you may be gone from this world you will always be alive in my memories and in my heart. My senses and I mean all my five senses will always long for you. Rest in peace my beloved friend.
Signing off
Guady G
Hugs from Brooklyn
Break Ups
They make us more poetic. Don’t they? I will share with you what I wrote after one of my breakups. It lasted two years and ended in the year 2000. I don’t regret that relationship because it was awesome while it lasted. It helped me grow as a woman, as a doctor and as an individual.
I’ll always remember that windy day in November when you said you’ll love me forever. Said you’ll leave me never.
Yet, here it is now May and I’m alone cause you went away. What did those words actually mean? I was fooled because they were so serene.
I miss you so much. I long for your touch. The way you used to kiss my lips…………The way you pressed yourself against my hips……….
Every night was filled with so much passion. Your love never felt rationed. You used to hold me ever so tightly in embrace. Your memory I can’t seem to erase. You are deeply engraved in the confines of my heart. Why did you choose to depart?
Was our love not real? All my love, did you not feel? I don’t care if you see me cry! Damn you for saying goodbye!
If you are going through a break up at this moment don’t let anger and sadness take over your heart and soul. Use the pain to write awesome short stories and poetry. You will be amazed with your own written words and it is also therapeutic. Go ahead and give it a try. Let me know how it goes. Namaste.
Hugs from Brooklyn
Signing off
Guady G
Fluidity 