#DirtyMouth pt 1

“Damn sis, the only way to win now is to glow up on them”....
-3am thoughts

After that, I had to take a break from the world. I had to once again pull myself and the broken pieces of my life at that moment back together again. I knew I should have stop talking to him after my birthday. But instead, I didn’t. It’s funny when one thing in my family happens, it seems as if the bad touches all of us. I found myself back at the same state that I once was in with “My Ex”. Damn! Another one? Another fight over a worthless guy that I didn’t really care about. A guy that was number 6 on my list. You would’ve thought I would have this problem from “DJ” or “Bigg” not the “Other Guy”.

We all played our part when it came to this situation. I would have never expected the “Other Guy” to front on me like that. I would never expected her as a woman to be that type of woman and come to my job on that.. And me, this is part where I should have listened to my mom when saying everyone is not your friend. Some are just “fans” of your lifestyle and don’t care. Everything in my body still wants to call him a bitch over and over again. I will admit, I did overreact by posting some things that I should have never posted about him. He took me out my element at that time. I should have known better after all the shit I went through with “My Ex”. But instead, I didn’t. See the irony in this? All the more reasons why not to date her.

I went off the grid for a minute. I wanted to be left alone. After my little sister graduation, I had to put my life plans back in action. I don’t feel like dating anymore. Just when I thought I was putting the pieces back together, I saw “My Ex” at the club. Apparently he works there and apparently till bitter. So what happens next, I got put out the club. No biggie to me. The security tried to refund me my money back. I refused. Happy to know that I am still funding you somehow some way.
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I didn’t feel like writing. I didn’t write. Writers block was a thing for me for three whole weeks. But my stickers finally arrived. Then that’s when it hit me. After all the bullshit with these men, I’m still alive. Still have a job, still have a ton of people supporting my brand and rooting for me. I have a little sister that loves me because I go after what I want. I inspire my friends and coworkers to want more for themselves. So why shouldn’t I continue chasing my dreams?. It took me three days to write this post and it still feels incomplete. Maybe that’s the point. In the end, never allow anyone to control you or how you react. You control you. See the irony in this? All the more reasons why not to date her.