Frenemies? Eniends? Or just H8ers?

Hey Icicles, 

Iceebrat here again. Today's segment? Friends who hate your guts!

Often times, knowing who you are and owning it is a beautiful curse. When you attract blessings, you're also unwillingly attracting hatred and malice just for being who you are unapologetically. Being you is beautiful; others trying to replicate and compete with you on the low? Not beautiful. It doesn't matter how much you have. Your pretty face, heart of gold and wise mind is more than enough for some to develop envy toward you. Everything down to the way you style your clothes and interact with people can intimidate weak minded and insecure individuals. This is not exclusive to any gender, both genders alike have h8ers.

Loving yourself comes at a high price to pay, higher than the sea level ashore on a full moon night. Never truly knowing who's there for you versus who's there for character development, and ulterior motives. People see who you are and admire that, sometimes even your own family can exhibit some of these characteristics. Keep those who love you near, those who celebrate your wins as if it's theirs, those who cry when you cry and laugh when you laugh; those who protect your name in any room and reciprocate. Steer clear of those who abandon you in time of need, don't live up to their word, don't acknowledge your successes or growth, most importantly, those who don't challenge you and let you self-destruct.

Keep being a fire in the night, burn stronger and higher with every stick thrown. Stay lit and overpower the forests of doubt, while the winds of hate try to dim your light, growing stronger with every gust. Let the moon's brightness shadow over you and lead the way into the sunrise; where the grass is greener; the soil is plentiful, ready to plant a new seed of hope and prosperity, the clouds are ready to rain opportunity, the streams that bring freshness and dew to the crisp air. Paint the mountains you'll hike and the bridges you'll burn and rebuild. Feel the frost on your fingertips as you reach the top; the numbness on your toes and tip of your nose as you trek through every tribulation. Come back down from your high horse, lead it to water, as it drinks you see your humble seedling grow. Your surroundings start to change as the tulips start to whisper. Before you know it, it's a masterpiece, it's beautiful, it's unexplainable, it's indescribable, it's abstract, it's-- it's YOU. <3


Bottom line is, your surroundings 100% matter and make you who you are, choose wisely. 

live love laugh


Iceebrattt <3

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