"Whoever gossips to you will gossip about you." ~ Phillip Sidney
Good morning; afternoon; and evening friends and fans! Namasté. 🧘🏽♀️It's been nearly three years since my email to Nargiss and Pamela (I'm certain their feelings are still injured to this day but boo-hoo). Unfortunately, my "mother" and Nargiss both have nothing better to do with themselves because here they go with their bullshit of talking shit about me since they both are bitter and miserable with themselves that they have to talk shit about me! If Nargiss wanted to know which high school my son, Stephan will be attending in the fall, she could have directly asked me since I am Stephan's mother! My mother is only that miserable grandmother with nothing of importance to give back to the universe (just saying). I may not follow the Christian "bible" or the Christian teachings, as the saying goes, "You reap what you sow," and be mindful of the Wiccan Law of Threefold Return. The Wiccan Law of Threefold Return (or Rule of Three) is an ethical principle stating that whatever energy, intention, or action you put into the universe - whether positive or negative - will return to you magnified three times over. At the end of the day, if they are going to talk shit about me behind my back and while they are there, feel free to kiss my ass while you're there while I go on living my own life whether if they are in it or not. Why should it be any of Nargiss' concern on what high school my son will be attending in the fall? Listen here, Nargiss, you're not paying my bills and why the fuck should it fucking matter to you on what school my son attends? I can't talk to you right now. My doctor said I should avoid things that make me nauseous. Being bitter won't make you prettier. Back to the topic! Since I've downloaded WhatsApp on my laptop and I was able to log into my mother's WhatsApp from her phone to my laptop without her knowledge. I was also able to screenshot my mother's and Nargiss' conversation over on WhatsApp. Just to break it down the confusion, Nargiss is grey (on the left) and my mother's response are green on the right. The screenshot is at the bottom of this blog. It's unfortunate that my mother is that miserable and bothered that she feels the need to talk shit about me!
"Family isn't always blood. It's the people in your life who want you in theirs; the ones who accept you for who you are." ~ Maya Angelou
It's a fucking shame that my mother would talk shit about me to other people and I'm sure she would never speak negatively about my sister, Gwendolyn. All I have to say is: Stay bothered, stay bitter, stay jealous, stay miserable just because you see something in me that you lack within your own mind, body, and soul and that is your problem that you need to work on, not my problem. Just so you know, there's a thing called therapy to help you if you ever need to seek out a therapist in case you're too incompetent to figure that out on your own. If you want to remain miserable, bitter, bothered, and jealous, that's all on you bitches because I have bigger fish to try then to deal with your toxic bullshit and drama. There is always psychological assistance if you are that bothered by my existence since it seems like you are terribly bothered by my existence in life and I exist whether or not you like it or not! If you want me dead through spiritual practice, be my guest because I am spiritually protected and you don't need to know since it's none of your concern at this point. Do all the Santeria, Brujeria, Voodoo, and Hoodoo all you want because I will eventually find out. You have wasted your finances on wiping me out to have my death appear "natural" when it wasn't and if that is the case, I will find a way to come back from the dead. Reap what you sow! Although I'm sure there's no medical proof of spiritual practice involved in a person's death without sounding like I've lost my mind because I'm certain it happens whenever needed without having to risk time behind bars.
"Your own family will talk shit about you when you're in the process of breaking generational curses. This ain't for the weak." ~ Denzel Washington
Family ain't always fucking shit just because we share DNA and I now know that I cannot bring any of my friends' home since I don't need my mother stealing my friends who are old enough to be her children. When it's in the cards for me to finally move out and live on my own, my mother will spend the rest of her life alone, bitter, jealous, miserable, and bothered just because I will no longer be the topic of discussion to her and Nargiss. 🤣 It will be to the point she will be curious to know what I have been up to! Let's not get it twisted, I want no part of that drama, and I want to see myself flourish into the person I am meant to be in this life so I am not witnessing my mother's unfortunate karma and downfall in her own life because she did it to herself, again, let's not get it twisted. I have bigger fish to fry than to worry about someone like her. As the Wiccan Red is as the summarized by the famous eight-word phrase: "An ye harm none, do what ye will" (meaning "If it harms no one, do what you want."). I will eventually overcome this sooner or later!
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