I’m Almost 27 And The Block Button Is My Best Friend

Some how I grew up allowing people to say whatever it is that they wanted to me and about me and all I would do was simply smile. I’m not too sure where the boldness in me came from but I’ll admit, I actually like her. My tolerance for people and their selfish shenanigans has grown from the highest level of patience to the lowest level of non-existent.

All I know is I am five months shy of turning 27 and if my math serves me correct, that is 3 years too soon from 30. We all know 30 is not the new 20 so I don’t have time for the antics. And no, you won’t catch me cursing anybody out nor saying anything with my chest, unless wine is involved of course. But I’ve come up with a better solution. A more mature (depending on who you ask), straight to the point, no drama solution… The block button. Waving – hey, bestie!

It all started when an old friend that I was once close with showed her ass and her true colors. We were both in a group together and I felt responsible for her actions because I introduced her to this circle of friends. There were so many times when we would have a meeting or hang out and end up falling out over unnecessary drama which all led back to this one person. No matter how many steps we would take moving forward, she would bring up things that were once resolved and invite so much negativity that it became unbearable. The last straw was what broke the camels back. I was working super hard on one of my biggest projects to date and was super stressed out leading up to the big day. I needed all of the support and encouraging words I could get, yet received none from her. She was supporting everybody else, even strangers but had yet to support her “friend”. I was hurt and disappointed and expressed it in my feelings. Nothing changed so I did. Instead of me getting upset every time I would see her retweeting and reposting every one else’s projects, I blocked her.

Whew.

The moment I blocked her from Instagram, I felt both a sense of relief and a feeling of power. I was on a roll. I rushed over to Twitter and blocked her there. I slid my screen over to Facebook and politely tapped the”unfriend” button. I knew the risk of us no longer being friends in real life was at stake because people take social media friendships to heart. I considered all of that and logged out unbothered.

Flips hair.

And so it continued. An ex text me out of the blue with some “I miss you” texts. Blocked. A party promoter was spamming me. Blocked. It was and has been that simple. I’ve gotten to a point of being tired of explaining myself and my boundaries. One thing I do know is that my happiness is non-negotiable and it needs to be protected at all times.

Thanks block button.

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Daja is a Mentor for young ladies in the Community of Las Vegas where she teaches them to love themselves unapologetically. She wears many hats but the one that is most recognized is her ownership and dedication to No Boiz Allowed, a Women Empowerment Brand that she launched in 2011.