Mariana was a stunning Mexican beauty with smooth olive skin and striking long black hair. Everyone who saw her found her impossible to resist. Her sultry smile and confident walk captivated everyone's attention, leaving a trail of admirers in her wake. Her eyes, the color of rich cocoa, entranced those who gazed into them, leaving every woman desiring to be her. If my ex-husband had left me for someone who looked like her, I might have understood his betrayal. But the woman that I painted was just a mere illusion, a fantasy; his new wife was the total opposite. Despite being much younger than him and the same age as our oldest daughter, Mariana set her sights on what she thought was a wealthy entrepreneur. She refused to let our marriage be an obstacle to her goals; in fact, it only fueled her determination. Her true appearance is an empty vessel of a deeply hurt woman. Her heart carries a seething resentment that left her bitter and an obsession for control. In fact, Mariana was ...

A tiny, squeaky voice slipped beneath my blanket, claiming to be my dearest friend. This elusive, unseen imp moved swiftly throughout my home, creating chaos and turning my family against each other. Yes, you are indeed a short sneaky little dwarf who danced on the edge of danger, whispering into my children’s ears leading my loved ones astray. Even after seeking forgiveness at the church, you persisted in abusing my trust, going so far as to sleeping in my bed. Your nails grazed too closely, clawing at my legs, and instinctively I knew something was not right. Though initially shocked, my suspicions were eventually validated. After your true character was revealed, you fled like a scared child, leaving in your wake a trail of anguish and immense heartache in your wake. Oh, how I yearn for the day, you will feel that same pain that you have so freely given to others. As you persist in seeking your next prey and spreading fear, I often wonder how those who commit these heinous a...

How the hell did I get here? My childhood was perfect, or at least as perfect as one could ask for. My youthful eyes looked upon the world in wonder. My young spirit embraced all the possibilities the world had to offer. Like a treasure box begging to be open, I wanted it all! Everything was ours for the taking. It was handed to you on a silver platter. Believing the world was our biggest challenge, was my first mistake.  You took liberties indulging in your darker desires as Mr. Hyde without consequences. However, your mixture of alcohol made it more difficult for you to control which one you would be. You became increasingly mental abusive and uncontrollable. This path led you to commit more and more heinous acts, struggling to contain your evil side.  The twists and turns that led me here are unfathomable! My dreams only remain a remnant of my imagination.  You once had it all, but it fell from your grip, as you continued to sip on your toxic potion, thinking...

Even though Catherine was not wealthy, some called her poor; you would never know this by the style of clothes she wore. She had a natural talent, the gift of sewing. She could take any old thing, and turn it from rags to riches.  Today was no different, as she was walking towards the church; she looked as if she floated right off the cover of a magazine, featuring the famous designer Christian Dior.  The light weight dress flowed effortlessly with every step she took. It was composed of a delicate three tier overlay, with touches of lace that fell in just the right places. Beautifully stitched, and embossed with small dainty brown balls, which fell into a pattern that went from her head, all the way to her toes, it dangled only a few inches from the floor. It was sleeveless, and the top hugged her neckline just so.  Even though Catherine was creative, the belt must go, as this was indeed a maternity dress, I must say it looked spectacular!  The white flats that...

For the past three decades, I dedicated my life to ticking off every box  on the checklist in the video below. Only to discover that, in the end,  the video's predictions were remarkably accurate.    After all my exhausting efforts of building everything to perfection, how  dare it fall apart? I have come to realize that perfection is an illusion.  Throughout my time in the relationship, I often felt unheard. My ex  would brush aside my ideas, but if the same ideas were presented to  him from a man, he took notice and would act upon it. This recurring  pattern made me feel belittled, as if my words fell on deaf ears. I later  realized how this was definitely a man thing!  Never let a man steal your vitality and youth. Your time and energy are  precious, and once lost, they cannot be reclaimed. Video courtesy of risenthrive_1 Know when it’s time to let go  

Welcome brave warriors, step inside of my rollercoaster ride. A plot full of twists and turns, unexpected ups and downs, and the thrill of what comes next.  Fleeing from the grips of evil, I found myself running from a town infested with zombies, with danger lurking around every corner. Forced to confront battles and conflicts along the way, I gradually transformed into a warrior, fiercely defending my own well-being against those who sought to destroy me. Come along as I take you on a journey back in time to where it all began three decades ago.