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What?

What???

Yes, that was my exact response when Michael screamed at me.  On Halloween, Michael came in from visiting his children and unloaded on me for posting our relationship on social media.  He said he didn’t want his life on display.  Fire ran through my body as I loaded everything I owned in my car and left Sparta for good this time.  I have finished my second manuscript and don’t plan on hiding anymore from anyone.  I am so sick of being told who I should be and what I should do with my life by people older than me, who still don’t have their life together.  Tomorrow is a new day, and my baby sister always has my back. I am safe and warm tonight on her couch, and soon both our lives will change for the better.  Tonight Michael dared to message me, saying that I wasn’t doing enough to promote my book.  Writing my autobiography was never about money or 15 minutes of fame.  It is my story, and I walked through hell.  He doesn’t get to judge me or demand I give up part of who I am to make him more comfortable.  Let’s not forget that he was screaming at me that “this was his damn house,” and ”his life would be private.”  That was the last thing I needed in my life right now.  On top of that, we are putting an accused pedophile in the White House!  The whole world has gone mad.  

I pray your week was better than mine, and if it wasn’t, I send my deepest sympathy!  

Much Love,

Tina 



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