May 3, 2017
After launching my blog to the public, I had been receiving a lot of social attention from my family, friends, and followers. I am so grateful for all the love and support I had been receiving lately. Words can not describe how meaningful it is for my posts to get noticed and adored by you all! Thank you.
Now, back to tonight’s post.
For some reason, many of you within social media, real life friends and peers, often approach me for “love advices”. I feel honoured to be able to give you all my honest opinions about certain “matters of the heart”. But, little do you know, I’m not always the best leader to follow. Even though I seem perfectly composed and strong in my social media accounts, sometimes the aftermath of my last heartache still takes a toll on me. Regardless of how much I preach to you all about “moving on” and “letting go”, what I preach is often difficult for ME to follow.
I’ve already prepared myself for the ultimate event of my EX moving on to his next relationships. I’ve already visualized images of him and his “new” girl popping off in his Instagram and other social media accounts. Yet no matter how much mental and emotional preparation I did for this particular situation, when he posted new photos of a new “girl” on his Instagram, it still had me “shook”. I was affected and I was hurt… I was jealous… and I was annoyed. I thought I was ready to move on and ready to let him go. I was getting upset at the fact that something as little as 3 new photos of a “girl” on his Instagram account, went a long way in affecting my emotional behaviour. I was really, really, really distressed about it. How did a set of images affect me like that?
I CALLED MY FRIENDS AND THEY REMINDED ME, I DESERVE BETTER TOO.
I may be a “love doctor” to many of you, but my “love doctors” are actually my best friends. You see, healing a broken heart is not an easy process because no matter how much you think you’ve healed, something as little as a poke can bring back all the pain. After making a few phone calls and deep conversations with my dearest friends, I realized I was being a little bitch about the whole thing. At this point, I realized that I was being silly for overreacting and feeling negative about those images. Like seriously, who cares about him and what he does? Why should I let him take a toll on my happiness? Why should I let some irrelevant girl affect a strong woman like me? Why be bothered by them, when I have so many great and beautiful things going on in my life!?!?! They are irrelevant to a queen like me.
And so I carried on and continued thinking like a queen searching for a real king.
Queens do not let any man bring them down from their rising glory and success. Queens do not get jealous, they strive to be better and best. Queens should not hold grudges, they must learn to forgive and to let go. Queens dictate their own lives and control their emotions and behaviours accordingly. Queens don’t behave like princesses. Queens are real women.
If you ever find yourself caught up in this situation, just remember:
YOU’RE A QUEEN. NO JEALOUSY. NO HATRED. QUEENS ATTRACT LOVE AND HAPPINESS. QUEENS ARE STRONG WOMEN. QUEENS UNDERSTAND THAT THEY ARE BETTER THAN THOSE WHO HAD HURT HER, AND WILL ALWAYS BE BETTER THAN THE PRINCESS FOLLOWING HER. QUEENS SEEK SELF-GROWTH AND NOT REVENGE. QUEENS WILL ALWAYS CHOOSE TRUTH, PEACE, HAPPINESS AND LOVE. QUEENS WILL NEVER SETTLE. A QUEEN WILL ALWAYS CARRY HERSELF WITH THE UTMOST PRIDE AND SELF-LOVE.
I’ve been acting like a queen for the past 6 months, why on earth should I degrade back to a princess’s mentality and behaviour?
Baby girl, you’re a queen, don’t be a princess. If the pain comes back again, even through the slightest bit, just remember… Queens will still carry on with their reign even though they are broken. A queen conquers all that threatens her peace of mind. I believe that in order to get over your latest heartache, you must view yourself as a QUEEN. You are a queen in all aspects, act and think like one – don’t let anything or anyone slow you down from conquering and reigning over your own life.
Carry on, my queens.
Mary Dezleigh Teodosio.