As I do every year, I’ll tell y’all about the zero resolutions I’ve made. And why is that? Because I don’t make promises I have no intention of keeping.
I could say I’m going to turn over a new leaf. Turn the proverbial fucking page. Get a new attitude, and whatever else the shit is called, but I would be lying.
I have no intention of changing a single fucking thing, unless it’s getting more bread so I can blot my eyes with hundred-dollar bills. If it isn’t about more bread, the answer is no. If I don’t like you, the answer is ‘fuck no’.
Now, I’m all for changing for the better. I’ve done some overhauls in my life, and they were necessary at the time. I saw myself out there looking sloppy, and reined my shit in swiftly because sloppy is a horrible fucking look.
If you are making some for the better type swaps in your life, go you. I’m over here sending you those good vibes and all that shit. Just be sure you’re doing it for you. Everyone has an idea of what they think suits you best, but when you go home at night, you’re the one who has to look at your bare face when you wash your Mac off.
Back in the old days, when I let the opinions of other people shape my view of myself, I thought I had to be who everyone expected me to. It’s how the “greatest waste of potential” shit happened. The me I am now, man, I wish someone would tell me I wasted anything. I’ll bust out my crafting shears and cut that dumb ass loose so fast.
I’ve cut every toxic person out of my life, and artfully, really. Exacto knifed their bitch asses right the fuck up out of here. I regret nothing. I’ll stand on every single ‘fuck you’ I ever issued.
Before you press yourself back into the mold, make sure you really need to rework who you are. Some people are never going to be satisfied with who you are, because you’re not the problem. You’re not the person who should be doing the changing. That’s just what they tell you to make you doubt yourself, and to make themselves feel superior.
They need you to be less than, because they’ll never be more than. They need to knock you down some pegs, because they can’t do the work behind personal elevation.
Fuck ‘em.
Leave their toxic ass sitting back in December, and shake off the old people pleasing smile. Not everyone is worth giving a fuck about, blood or not.
If they don’t contribute anything but criticism, they ain’t on your team. January is a good time for drafting, so rework your starters. I don’t care who it is, if you don’t put up the percentages, you get your ass off my bench.
Happy New Year, Bitchfaces. Do you, and well.
Love
-Q
This is what wisdom sounds like.
Sage advice.
Have a bitchin' 2024 sis!
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