Sydni Drake Did It Again

Holy SHITAKE 

I have been MIA for a good bit and since my absence, I have attempted to quit my job and I successfully up and relocated to FUCKING FLORIDA!!!!!!!

Let’s back it up…

Several weeks ago I was on vacation with the family and just felt compelled to “re-start” my life. In my poem “I need validation” I was feeling desperate for some good ‘ole growth! And that’s just what I did.

In the process I met Emery…. and…..his encouraging words……and his sex may have had some influenced this huge leap of faith….just a tad though.

We drove back home on June 10th and arrived on the 11th. On the 10th, (while not driving) I applied to some places and holy shit when I opened my e-mail at work (not my work e-mail…I’m not stupid)…I had 3 interviews set up in Jacksonville, FL for Tuesday, June 13th, 2017. I FREAKEDOUT!

 

I didn’t know how I was even going to get there and how was I even going to tell my supervisor!?!?! Not only is Walton a dear friend of mine, but also is my supervisor, I didn’t know how I was going to explain this. I just knew that I HAD to explore the job market and the cost of living in Florida. I didn’t want to live with regret; to regret not doing something, not taking that chance and to not catch that opportunity.

I walked in Walton’s office, closed the door and 2 hours later I had my one-way ticket to Jacksonville, FL.

I flew into Jacksonville that Monday night of the 12th; I had no clue (AND STILL DON’T) what I was doing there.

I cannot remember a more stressful week than the week I had in Jacksonville. I walked around for a couple of days, handing out my resume and asking managers for a job. In the process, I lost my fucking voice for two whole days. It was more than frustrating, my voice is my marketing tool, resumes only say so little, and without my voice, I couldn’t express who SYDNI DRAKE is and how fucking fantastic she truly is!

I got really sick. I got really sad. I got really discouraged. I got really sad. I didn’t know why the hell I was there. I didn’t know what I was doing there. I just didn’t.

Saturday came and I woke up with an epiphany… I weathered the storm! I reflected on the week I had and thought about how I could’ve taken it 1 out of 2 ways; 1. I got sick, lost my voice, felt lonely & sad, and was discouraged all week. Time to pack up and go home OR 2. I got sick, lost my voice, felt lonely & sad and discouraged…time to buckle up and keep going. I chose the 2nd route. It was time to buckle up and keep going. That was is when I decided that I AM moving to Florida.

I flew back Sunday afternoon and met Luke who picked me up from the airport. I dreaded going home and telling my Mom that I planned on relocating to Florida and then telling my supervisors the next day.

I came home that night and told my Mom:

“Hey, Mom, I’m back!”- Me

“Did you find a job?”-Mom

“No, but I have decided I want to move to Florida.”-Me

“I knew you would. You need to spread your wings, baby girl”- Mom

God. My Mom is the most magnificent human being on the face of the Universe. She has not ever held me back from doing the things that I have wanted to do. She has let me hit some walls(thankfully not too many walls have been damaged in the process of my life)!

 

To all the Mothers out there, you have got to let your kids live their lives. You cannot control nor hover everything they do. You won’t be able to monitor every step they make and every breath they take, so don’t even try. But you can be there to support them every step of the way. That’s what every child needs is their parent’s love and support.

Anyway, I put in my two weeks notice and it was quickly denied.

Instead, they gave me a PROMOTION and asked me if I would be interested in working remotely!! “Sydni, no matter where you go, you will always have a job here.” Those were the beautiful words that poured from Walton’s very mouth. I couldn’t believe it!

THIS IS SUCH A DREAM. I WILL NEVER FORGET TO COUNT MY STARTS BECAUSE I AM SO STUPID LUCKY!!!

So, July 1, I set sail and safely landed on the beautiful soil of Saint Augustine.

There will be a follow-up blog that is more introspective and with what I’ve learned thus far on this journey.

 

I may have relocated by myself but I was never alone in the process. I cannot take all the credit. I have had a tremendous amount of help from a lot of the locals and from my family and friends. I am supported and I am really loved.

 

I am lucky.

 

Toxic Relationships 

My issues with Kathy Bradley:

Kathy and I have been “best” friends since the 3rd grade. We are now 24 & 25 years old. I don’t need nor want to go into full detail about how toxic she is for me. But back in 2014 we had a joined birthday celebration and she was so mean to me that it prompted me to literally block her out of my life for 9 months. It was spring 2015 when I (regrettably) befriended her. It’s been the same toxicity as ever. And now I see her as the liken my first old beat up car that I had for years.  I’d clung to this car because of the good times I  had and kept hoping it would improve if I worked on it, but I needed to trade it in and let it go so I could get a better car that will provide for me and not break down on me. I wish I could make it that easy with letting go of Kathy.
My issue is now that I have brought her into my friend group (the same one that goes out for Wednesday Margarita night) and I invite her because she now expects it. 

And Luke has her number now and I’m afraid that they’ll communicate about events that we all have planned that I didn’t invite her to…if that should happen, all hell breaks loose.
Kathy has been the type of person who takes a lot of things personally, she’s very self-centered, proof being if she allows herself to take things personally then she thinks it’s about her, all about her. 
And yes, to answer your question, it IS just like walking around egg shells with her. 
I know, I know, “why don’t you just cut her out of your life already?” -I need to. But I don’t want to start any drama in the friend group. I could tell Luke and Raul (the only two that sometimes asks why Kathy isn’t there) that I just need some space from Kathy! And hopefully that won’t prompt them to talk to her or console her about it. 
Confrontation is so healthy. But with Kathy it’s so not. She twists and misinterprets everything. She won’t see my point of view. 
I think what really did me in was when I told her that Tom and I broke up and all she sent me a one line response and didn’t reply to what I said until the next day. Back in March when she told me her long term boyfriend broke up with her, I immediately called her, told her to come over and that she should meet some funny people. I told Tom that I needed to spend some time with Kathy and asked him to go home. 

That’s the difference. 

I can’t believe her sometimes. 

I really would feel so might thinner if she was not in my life at all. 
I need help and some advice. I know I don’t give much explanation as to why she’s toxic except for the fact that everything is usually my fault, she takes what others, mainly me, say really personally and I just think she’s overly immature! 
Anybody have any healthy suggestions?! What do I tell my friend group when I have to explain why Kathy isn’t around? How will I be able to trust that Luke and Raul won’t rat me out to her? Why can’t I just cut her out? Why do I feel like I need an explanation? I think what I’ll do is change Wednesday Margarita night to Wine down Wednesday in my hot tub and not tell her. I don’t need her to be everywhere I am with MY friend group. 
My favorite line to live by : 

You don’t owe anyone an explanation



Please advise! 

Alexithymia

I will never go on another family vacation. I got into a stupid tiff with my Mom. All today I have felt like a pubescent teen and all whiny. She got so insulted at me for explaining to her why I held her purse for her, so she wouldn’t lose it/forget about it. Everyone in the family knows that my Mom loses things, but that was not my intention at all to insult her or make her feel like an idiot…c’mon and what child would set out to do so anyway?!

I could see why she took what I said do personally but it really rattled me. I waved my hand in her face when she snapped at me and like the 25 year old pubescent teen that I am, I mouthed back “whatever”! And left the store. 
As soon as I headed towards the car I started to tear up and feel alone. 

I feel so alone. I have felt this since yesterday when we arrived to Florida. 

I’m with my family and I’ve never felt this lonely before. 

I checked the doors to see if they were locked and sure enough. So I headed out on my journey to walk back to the condo. 

“At least I’m exploring Florida on my own! Gosh, I’m so independent!” I thought and then suddenly the worry of my Mom freaking out and not being able to find me replaced my joyous walk. 

I didn’t carry any devices on me to communicate my whereabouts. 

I made it safely back to the condo and hopped in the tub for about 30 minutes to wash away my frustration. 

Now, I’m sitting in my room with my dinner. I am still trying to get over my mom. 

And now that I’m alone, I can’t help to think that I wish I never had attractions to Luke. I just began to feel a little possessive because I was his first true friend here in this city and introduced him to a lot. And I felt we had a great friendship & bond. 

To him, we still do, to me, I need more. 
I want to start fresh and get a new life, meet new people and remind myself to not have expectations. 

I don’t really miss my friends at home but I wish they would miss me? No, that’s not the thought, I wish they would reach out to me the way I reach out to them. That’s it! 

And not just when I’m on vacation but I mean in general. I am the one doing most of the reaching out…hello..who do you think got Wednesday Margarita nights together?! Anyway, I wish people would reach out and include me the way I include them. Maybe they do from time to time but I like to do it constantly and in return I hope for the same. And that’s when I get upset and down. Because I expect..I hope.. I want. 
Last night my not so best friend, Frances, messaged me out of the blue. I think this is a sign. We had so much fun together in the past but she would use me so much as her own little venting machine. I got drained and tired of her not putting effort into me the way I did into her. 

(Does anyone else see this pattern of mine? I distanced myself from Frances because she wouldn’t reciprocate nearly the way I did or as often as I did, and now I’m wanting to do the same with the runaround crew I have now.) 

Anyway, she and I had so much fun together and got in hell of a lot of trouble…those are stories for another day.. 

she reached out to me…actually. Just what I was wanting!!! 

We are going bar hopping when I get back from Florida. 

We both agreed that we need fun in our lives and I’m fucking tired of waiting on my runaround crew to ask me. It’s about fucking time I get up and have my own fun without expectations. 

Like I keep saying in almost all of my blogs, if Kathy was not in this runaround group I think I would feel better. The minute that she’s not included in margarita night, all hell breaks lose and it’s me that pays the price..I get bitten in the fucking ass. 
But to hell with it, it’s my life and I’m the one living it. 
Life is what you make it!

Reciprocity doesn’t equal Validation

I need validation-not salvation .

I’m hard on myself and I can’t let go.

I feel so stuck, I yearn to grow.

I think to myself, “I can be more”,

It’s making my life feel more like a chore.
I’ve got blessings I need to address.

Looking back doesn’t mean I regress.

I want to be well thought of with my name on their mind. 

Everyone says I’m one-of- a- kind. 
They sure don’t show it. And it makes me feel unfit. 

There I go again feeling less. I want more people to be bold and confess. 
At the end of the day all I have is myself. I’ll never settle and be put on the shelf.

What do you live for on this day?

Get out in the world and let yourself say

All the beautiful and ugly things that you feel. 

I’m the only one that feels real. 

I don’t need validation. 

I need a vacation.