The Road Less Traveled

She’s gotta get ahead of the story, right?

Because it’s convenient.

It’s not about her; it can’t be about her.

No.

Why don’t they want to speak with her?

Want their mothers in their lives?

It couldn’t possibly be because of the mothers.

Because they are the most perfect mothers. Ever.

And their children are entirely wicked and want nothing to do with them all for their own selfish gain.

No, it doesn’t even make sense.

Because they aren’t logical to begin with!

What was it that Jack Black said?

Something about these types of people masquerading as human beings.

Well, these women are masquerading as loving mothers!

They are anything but. Everything but.

Yes, gas-lighters, manipulators, users and abusers must control the narrative.

They can’t stand it when people speak up. When the truth starts getting told.

I was told that I was being stalked online. And I didn’t believe it.

But now I do.

The evidence was right there. In front of me. Couldn’t miss it.

All the groupies came out of the woodwork.

One even reached out on my birthday to slice me like a cake.

My response? I blocked that bitch and wished her well. But I know better for her kids.

They’ll get a nightmare for a mother. Another dysfunctional pattern repeated.

They will literally stop at nothing to destroy you. All because of their own envy.

But the truth? Their own envy will destroy them from the inside out.

I don’t need to lift a finger.

I don’t do revenge, I don’t backstab. I don’t lie.

And for that?

God’s got me. And He’s got you too. If you believe.

And if you treat people well.

You know who I don’t believe?

The story tellers where things just don’t add up. Something is usually off.

It sounds juicy, dramatic. Sounds like they have the inside info. Got a glint in their eye.

But they’re just spinning stories to see what sticks.

Me?

I must be slick as oil because I let that shit slide. I know where my energy belongs.

Don’t go taking me for a ride on your roller coaster.

I’ll catch it every time.

And I’m not losing my dimes.

Anymore.

Instead of getting ahead, I’ll just get off and find my own way.

The road less traveled.