Tolerance: the ability or willingness to tolerate something, in particular the existence of opinions or behavior that one does not necessarily agree with. And let me tell you something… I’ve been tolerating some of these mutha’s for far too long. I do my best not to come off as a bitch. I smile, I laugh … More Venting Session: I’m Only Tolerating You
I’ve never really been the type that feels as though they need to be loved by everyone. I’ve never had many friends and frankly I’ve never wanted many. The main reason why I think and operate like this is due to the fact that, not many people operate on the same level that I do. … More Her Friends Don’t Like Me And IDC
The world around you is falling apart. People that look like you are being killed over and over by those appointed to protect us. Our brothers and sisters have been found hanging in trees and it’s being labeled as suicide. Your government not only supports your demise but is evolving and coming up with new … More The God In You
Recently I let my son go stay with his dad for a night; a well deserved break from all the homeschooling and yelling I’ve been doing. I picked him back up the next day and everything was all good. My son was acting like this perfect little angel, in the car that is. We had … More Why Are Children More Behaved With Dad?
I became a mother at the age of 17. With my first son he was the light of my life and I was so consumed in him and nothing in the world mattered. He was the center of my universe so all of the outside noise of the world never really had a chance to … More My Battle with Postpartum
Gosh, where do I start? Knowing me is to love me for sure, but also to hate me (well, at least my past). I have always had a good heart, but I was not always correct in my actions. The things I did to people, the things that I said. Of course the saying goes, … More Get to Know Me (My Past vs. My Current)
Understanding Sing with me, “HOW CAN WE COMMUNICATE. IF YOU DON’T HEAR WHAT I SAY. WHAT I NEED FROM YOU IS UNDERSTANDING”. For the longest, I just wanted to find myself. I wanted to understand why I could be super happy in one instance and then be completely down the next. I wanted to understand … More Pursuing P.U.R.P.O.S.E – Pt 2