Confession #4

I really want to punch ________ in the face.  I will not mention her name because her name is not important.  Its crazy... I'm not necessarily angry nor do I think about her in my free time, but every time she sends me a crazy inbox message or I hear from someone else something she is saying, I really want to punch her in the face... literally.  Not like a soft hit... but I want to sit blood fly and she falls to the ground.

Maybe this sounds violent to you, but I've done so much for this girl to try to help her in life and she's a backstabbing bitch.

What I've learned is that I'm a very nice, caring, and giving person... I mean duh... I'm a healer, but I can also be wrath.  God is love and God is wrath and I most certainly will evoke Oya within.  I think it comes down to people not understanding who I am.  I'm judgement.

I remember in high school this girl came to me and told me I was an angel.  I was a fanatical Christian at the time so I thought she was crazy.  I always look back on that moment now though and wonder if it was just something she said because she though I was a good person or if she actually KNEW what I KNOW NOW!!!!????   I wish I could go back and have that conversation with her.  I don't even remember her name, I just saw her in the hall from time to time.  I was just trying to shine my light in the world.  I've really always wanted to change the world.

The last person who recognized me as an angel told me that I came here to bring judgement.  To amplify people's karma.  That when people encounter me it is because they are at a crossroads where they need to make a moral decision about if they are going to operate in the light or choose the dark.  Are you going to be a God or a Devil?  -  The question I force people to answer.  Even then, I was like ok it makes sense... I know I'm multi-dimensional... and I know I'm special... and I know people either get lots of love from me or they provoke a lot of wrath (not necessarily directly from me)

But it wasn't until I saw my wings that I knew.
(its okay if you think I'm crazy... at one point in my life I would've too)

What I'm trying to say is this... this girl fucks up everything good in her life... and I think I have this undying urge to punch her in the face because I'd rather to physically touch her than release what she has earned in her dealings with me and others around me that I've seen her do.  Literally, it would make me soooo happy that when I see her in person I just let it fly... no words .... just a huge fist straight to the temple... not hard enough to kill her, but just enough to put her down for a bit so she can think about life and wake the fuck up... that's all.

:)

Confession #3

This confession has been hidden because I no longer wish to share it with the world :)

Confession #2

I ate Bojangles!!!!!!

So I was rushing and yes that is an excuse.  I was hungry... another excuse.  And I didn't have much money... definitely an excuse.  I know better.  I ordered 2 biscuits... this was last week sometime.  I figured ok it has a little dairy... will hold me down for a little while... but nothing else TOO bad in it... "it could be worse"  smh.... so sad... next thing you know I was going to Bojangles almost everyday.  Then I started ordering egg biscuits... just egg and biscuit... and yes... I'm vegan who occasionally eats egg because I believe in getting my B12 naturally... although I know very well this egg may not even be real egg smh... so sad... and for those that don't know...

NO YOU CANNOT GET B12 FROM ANY PLANTS AND YES YOUR BODY DOES NEED IT!!! MOST HEALTH CONSCIOUS VEGANS BUY THE SUPPLEMENTS.

Am I beating myself up about it... no... I was patient with myself... understood why I wanted it... why I did it... and that the experience was neccessary for my evolution as a being.  Now I have groceries and no desire to eat any Bojangles... sad but true...

Yes I ate Bojangles... :/

Confession #1

This confession has been hidden because I no longer wish to share it with the world :)