"Punching Bag"




As I approach my 50th Birthday, I'm beginning to reflect more on life than ever before... I can remember times when I loved so hard I eventually became a punching bag for the one I love... Having problems? Punch Me... Stressed Out? Punch Me... World falling apart? Punch Me...


I was there hoping to be an escape, yet I became their punching bag that repeatedly was used to offset everything going wrong in their world... Like me, some of you have become someone's punching bag... You want to be present; supportive; show your love, but all you get in return are bruises of the heart, spirit and mind; feelings of being torn to pieces, and the pain of the blows to your self-esteem... Like a punching bag, you hang there making yourself available for him/her to release their anger, but you've finally reached the point in which you now know you can no longer take it...


What I know for sure is.... When being a "good thing" to someone becomes a "bad thing" for you, you must release yourself from whatever it is holding you there... Loving someone doesn't mean you have to always rescue or save them, sometimes loving someone is allowing them to see things for what they really are without you. Don't stick around with someone who emotionally vomits all over you, you deserve so much better and you are more than what you're allowing...



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