05/19/2026
"Messed with the wrong b*tch in the wrong era." 💥 The time to be silent is over. I've been slowly gaining courage to share why everything changed circa 2016 and hopefully offer encouragement and a safe place to land for those who have had similar experiences. This isn't about blame - it's about growth and owning my role in what happened. ("Wherever you go, there you are.”—Thomas a Kempis, Imitation of Christ, ca. A.D. 1440.) To realize that 2026 means 10 years... 10 years is a long time to allow my own decisions prevent me from pursuing that which I love, that which gives me life and meaning and purpose. Words. Writing. Poetry. Stories. A community to share them with.... I hunger, thirst, crave to pour into words again. Believe me, it wasn't writer's block, for I have plenty of content. (Lord help me.) I just think that sometimes your heading gets redirected so hard in the storm that it takes you a beat to realize you're headed in a completely different direction and half your crew is missing and you have no other choice but to suck it up and sort it out. And oftentimes, if your eyes remain open, the good Lord offers you a safe haven to moor and weigh anchor and rest. ❤️🩹 Iron sharpens iron and I'd be doing my fellow humans a disservice if I held back from sharing my story in hopes of helping others feel less alone. The interesting part is if I didn't have documented proof of it, you would think it was fiction. Buckle up, friends, is cracking her knuckles. "Honey, I've changed so much since I last saw ya...." 🔥 (Lyrics from "Little Girl Gone" by CHINCHILLA. This song hits home.)