Truest Game, Truest Spade

‘Who hurt you?’ I actually get this question a lot. Its an incredibly complex question to answer. If I wanted to be self-effacing, I would say me. But that’s not truthful. At least, it’s not 100% true. Yes, I played a huge part in my own emotional distress. Major part? That’s debatable. But it’s important to the healing process that I accept responsibility for my emotional straits. Did my ex break me? No. She did however, hammer at my fragility until the weak bonds holding me together, shattered. But what’s important in that statement is ‘fragility’ and ‘weak bonds’. This is preexisting, not a derivative of….That was harsh, she didn’t hammer, but she didn’t encourage in a manner that was conducive to healing. Not for me anyway. You cannot exist in a relationship with a high level of vulnerability and expect to walk away unscathed. I didn’t.

Zora Neale Hurston once wrote: “There are years that ask questions and years that answer.” I would definitely have to say that this year answered a whole lot for me. And for this, I am grateful. I’ve grown so much over these last twelve months, as an academic, friend, brother, leader,lover, human being.

Here’s what I’ve learned: 2012 edition

Once you start compromising your thoughts, you’re a candidate for mediocrity.” —Arnold Epstein

If I said it, I meant it. Bite my tongue for no one…

Same goes for feelings. I’m not a sucker for love, I’m a man who recognizes the power of love.

Love is dope!!!

The mind is a powerful thing. And there is nothing more powerful than memories, good and bad.

My circle continues to get smaller as the days grow older, and I’m still perfectly fine with that.

Six degrees of separation? More like two.

Progress is VERY personal. Being alone is necessary

There is still no recession in T & A.

Apparently, reality is boring.

It’s quite a task attempting to put the out of touch in touch.

Out of sight doesn’t mean out of mind

End of the day, you can’t tell someone how to spend their money. No matter how foolishly they’re spending it.

Insecurity causes people to lash out at people they don’t know. So I feel sorry for those who choose to slander from behind a computer screen rather than feel anger.

we’re all shucking and jiving for each other, as well as the masses. For some, it’s unbeknownst to them.

People lie to each other everyday. However, it’s the lies we tell ourselves that hurt us the most

Why lie?

What we all chase after is nothing more than an illusion. That applies to all aspects in life. Take that as you will.

Hoes might still be winning, but hoes have been winning for years…decades…centuries.

There are hoes that are losing, though. Just means they don’t have their business minds straight.

Yes, for the most part, relationships between men and women are business deals. Ppl just wanting to take advantage of the other in some form

Females are more uncertain of what they want than men.

With that in mind, I’ve seen more women settle this year. I feel sorry for the guys they’re “settling” with. Not 100% genuine.

“Nobody will ever win the battle of the sexes. There’s too much fraternizing with the enemy.” —Henry Kissinger

There is more fun to be had in bars and friendly gatherings than in clubs.

Bands do make them dance. Not a new strategy, though.

Instagram has resurrected my love of capturing moments, not just photography.

Music is my solace. It is my therapy

If you want to know pain and suffering, be a Nets fan…and Jets fan…and Mets fan.

I’ve grown weary of those who I feel aren’t on my level mentally. Arrogant, yes, but…

I’ve accepted myself.

My happiness is my priority.

Laughing more…

Stressing less…

I’m more appreciative of what was accomplished and what I’ve been a part of than focus on what fell through.

Water gun fights make us all feel like we’re 10-years-old again. Even if we can’t run around like we’re 10-years-old again.

Nothing makes you feel good like a tailored suit.

Meditation.

Prayer.

I’d rather be inspired to write something of substance rather than write for the sake of writing.

I’d rather be inspired.

Sex isn’t worth the bullshit that’s attached to it after the act. That’s why I’ve picked and chosen my battles wisely.

Everyone, and I mean everyone, should have a therapist.

As time goes on after losing someone very important to you, the grief lessens. You cope. You move on. But when your mind triggers to the loss, the pain is stronger than when you lost them.

Adversity makes winning sweeter.

I no longer refer to all I’ve done this year as a Bucket List. It’s a Living List.

What a difference a year makes…

Take your time, but done waste your time

Life moves pretty fast…

I rather be a life long friend, then a life long regret