I knew when I began this particular blog that I would come across some sort of backlash, it was inevitable. That's just one of the consequences I have to face for putting my life out there for public consumption. Just so ya'll know… up until very recently pretty much any feedback I've gotten has been 99.5% positive.
But word on the street is that I could be some sort of hoe.
I just literally laughed out loud.
By no means do I have to address any kind of rumors that somehow make it back to me. However, hey… why not? I have some time right now.
With the present circumstances I have been given—I have to say… I'm doing pretty fucking fantastic over here. I decided to choose myself over a man who could no longer be the husband he promised to be. I took every single piece of myself that was large enough to pick up and moved 3,000 miles to heal and superglue myself back together in peace, in a city I've always wanted to reside in. My estranged-and-not-yet-officially-divorced-husband is moving on in life, in ways that were not in the cards for us as a couple. Meanwhile I am here… with no shoulders to physically cry on—just the motivation to continue to keep moving forward, and hey… I'm doing amazing.
Real talk. ONE-FUCKIN-HUNDRED.
I am the textbook definition of a victim in this divorce. I have no faults. I have no idea why anyone would even want to put any kind of negativity on me. It is undeserved and completely ridiculous.
But apparently it has come to my attention that I could be viewed as promiscuous.
But really? Honestly?
DO YOU ACTUALLY READ MY BLOG???
Just about every other post I publish is how I am on some high-horse, too good to hoe-it-out and with standards so high it is impossible to rack up my numbers game. Aside from my Second Virginity goal/post, I am a good girl and I know it. And for the record… I was wise as fuck to lose that second virginity asap. I refused to be ignorant. I refused to be clueless prey in a city full of sharks.
Personally, I have way too much self respect to sleep around. I still think I'm a prize.
To be completely frank—if I did choose to live my life loosely with a different man in my bed from time to time, then thats my choice. I was thrown into this new chapter of my life without any say, why should I be judged on dealing with my lemons any which way I want?
I enjoy sharing my life by means of this blog, but I don't appreciate people finding instances in which do not exist. How anyone could read my words and take away such a misconstrued view is absurd, because I like to think I'm a much better writer than that.
And I'm done… *drops mic and walks of stage*