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Trapped In The Closet

Hello honey bees. I hope all is well with you. It’s not even Wednesday yet and I’m ready for Friday. The last few weeks have been super busy, and I can’t think of one thing I did for myself. Anyway, that’s another topic for another day. I wanted to speak on something that many women don’t. You know you always get the tea with me sis so have a seat and grab some honey.

My morning started off very interesting. Just as I’m getting ready for work, I hear my Kim Possible (90s Kid) text notification blast from my cell. I keep my circle very small, so my first thought was “who’s texting me this early?” I grab my phone and realize it’s a good friend of mines. Upon opening her messages, my screen is flooded with multiple screen shots of a Facebook conversation she had with another individual. I instantly grab me some trail mix (who eats that for breakfast???) and sit on the couch. After reading the first line I knew this was going to be good!

Yall, when I tell you my mouth dropped, it dropped…

Peace

Today was an amazing day. It started with my son and I going to church. We all know I love Jesus but curse a little bit 😊. Before service ended, I found myself at the alter in tears. I began to get overwhelmed when I started thinking of the amount of forgiveness I have to do in my life. For something that doesn’t come easy to me, the more I thought about it, the more I cried. There I was at the alter praying for inner peace and patience. As the pastor prayed over me, I could feel the tears falling over my Fenty foundation onto my red and white top. In that moment it wasn’t about being glamorous. It was a matter of resuscitating my emotions and breaking through.
Forgiveness for me is so hard at times. When people do me wrong (in relationships) it really does something to me. It bothers my soul and keeps me up at night. I’m not perfect by any means. When people do me wrong, I go out of my way to push their buttons and ruin their life, so they get a small indication of the hurt they p…

Freedom

You know that feeling you get when you come home after a long day of work and loosen that bra strap? Honey, that’s freedom in it’s purest form. It’s the type of freedom that brings you instant gratification and chills up your spine. Freedom itself is something I cherish now more than ever before. Being able to do what I want, when I want, is priceless.
I recently sat and soaked up the fact that I literally have the freedom to do what I want. I’ve always been one who liked having space. It’s almost like I want things on my own terms. I parent my son the way I want to without consulting another party, I get to sleep in the middle of my bed if I want to, I spend my money how I want, I don’t have to combine my money with anyone else, what I work hard for is mines and mines alone. I cook when I feel like it, I eat out when I want. I recently went on a date because I could. Planned my birthday vacation in Vegas because I can. I can stay up late and watch what I want on tv without being fo…