Don't judge me for my past...I don't live there anymore!!
This week I was faced with a situation where my past was brought up in hopes of intentionally hurting me to my core. This particular person tried to remain anonymous, but little does he know I called him out within hours. He doesn't know I know it's him, because he cowardly tried to hide from his actions. It's sad to think that after almost 20 years all he can do is sit around and try and sabotage who I am and what I have built. Sure I have plenty of ways to contact him, but don't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing that he struck an emotion, or two for that matter. Keeping quiet is not something that comes easily for me. My biggest pet peeve is to be disrespected. Not only was I disrespected in the highest of regards, but now I am faced with having to swallow it. There's multiple reasons I am "forced". Reasons I won't divulge for mainly my own sake...well and I guess for the sake of not going public with a name. I am one that doesn