I LIVED IT: My Actions Became My Habits, and My Habits Became My Character

For some people, this might be a good thing – but for me, it was devastating.

I LIVED IT: My Mom Used My Brother’s Name as Her Password

The part that hurt the most for me was the fact that my mom told me this without hesitation.

I began to wonder, “Is love is love is love is love?”

Nothing, and I mean nothing, could have prepared me to hear such heartbreaking information.

I was not in the mood to experience those intense negative emotions.

It was a disaster, and I had no one to blame but myself.

If you’re one of those people who never, ever dreams, hit me up!

All I wanted to do was run around in circles outside! Is that a crime?

What sorrow!

I could feel my night going horribly wrong.