What Daddy Wants Daddy Gets...

This post is going to rushed but I’m still shaking and it’s hard to type but I NEED people to know this

My mom just took my dog to the vet She(my dog) was(still is?) having a seizure

Last month we took my dog to the vet and they told us she had developed diabetes, they told us it was caused by the food she was eating, purina beneful. They told us that there have been many many many reports of Beneful has been causing diabetes, seizures, and even death in dogs.

We had no idea

We immediately switched her food and put her on a special diet plan for her diabetes, unfortunately the effects were already permeate.

Today at 11:20 my mom woke me up crying, I helped her carry my dog to the car (while she was still having a seizure) and watched her drive away red faced and still crying.

Financial Stability

Love

Job oppotunities

To travel

I washed his clothes by hand when we didn’t have a washer and dryer

I cooked food from nothing when we had no food and slept on his friends floor

Shit I considered escorting and returning to stripping when I really ain’t have shit

I consoled him when he cried because he couldn’t get a sugar daddy after I told him all my tricks. At that point I decided to stfu about any money I do get from it since his reaction to the subject was so adverse.

I kept the house, I did everything a “wife” does for her man lmao and he mad cuz I was making money on the side when my job wasn’t paying me properly. I bet if I gave him the money he would have been more cool but my family comes first. My mom and sisters are priority. He knew I was a sugar baby (a gold digger, if you will) because I taught him the lingo and the tricks of the trade like the dumbass I am. It’s funny how when a woman has been through a shit ton (abysive father throwing her out, being sexually assaulted, etc) we still have pressure on us to be perfect but we are expected to hold men down when they are broken and beat down (like when his older brother kicked him out and ended up in the same situation as me: living on someone’s couch).

So if I’m a leech, so be it. All this transpired back in what.. May? I changed my phone numbers, blocked him on all social media, and am minding my own. It’s almost July now.

The only thing I admit fault to is not telling him I was sugaring again (he threatened to take me off the lease to the apartment and kick me out the time prior so I definitely kept sugaring to myself) but notice how I don’t tell y’all how much I’m making per month… I can’t. I legally can’t disclose it cuz I signed an nda which I alluded to when I was packing, but I’m sure he won’t tell y’all that. I actually tried to have him sign an nda as well so he would leave me the hell alone. He agreed and then recanted and refused. Here we are.

He made a post after he kicked me out saying have fun being homeless and tagged me… the funny thing is I’m not homeless nor am I hurting. I’m minding my business and studying. I have dates, I have fun, I have peace.

The relationship wasn’t conventional nor healthy, but it’s interesting how it’s cheating when we ain’t together and just plain ole sugaring you consented to when we were dealing with each other.

So I ain’t going to to hard but just give y’all a taste

- cheated on me in June of last yearwith a tumblr nigga (we were together 6 months at this point)

-was on the snap sendin pics of her in lingerie and got a 6 page dissertation of what some random nigga would do to her if he was there

-took money I gave her for groceries and spent it on fucking shoes and clothes and made me feel bad for being upset and hungry… sis.

-couldn’t hold a job THE ETIRE relationship(a whole ass year 5 months)so I paid for all bills, rent, clothes, car note, insurance, health insurance, life insurance , hair, nails , you name it. Just real bum bitch shit. I tried to put her on this insurance shit and get her decent bread and she couldn’t place her mind on a come up for more than a week so she just flip flopped like a fish outta water.

-in December, a couple days after I proposed to her, was talking to other niggas tryna get niggas to take her out for sushi.

-during sex on 2 or 3 separate occasions, locked her legs around me forced me to nut in her when I didn’t consent to that.

-lied to me about a job opportunity at hotel as a receptionist, when ACTUALLY She was gonna try to join an escort service to fuck random men for money without letting me know. I ain’t mad at the escorts, get ya bag but communication on shit like that is fucking paramount. Cause I’m not gonna put my health at risk. Fuck. That.

-joined this pyramid scheme ass tax company and had me looking stupid(what’s new) in front of my family. And ruining my financial reputation with a lot of my people. She fucked up my bad and opportunities with a lot of people in the future no bueno.

-also the shit she say about black women and womanism, and all that loving my sister before anyone else. One word, bullshit. That hoe the first to call some random girl a black bitch. Some of y’all who are mutuals, she talk ALOT of shit about you all . Don’t dm me to figure out if it’s you. Cause if you’re tempted, it probably was you.

-To the shorties her group chat, she used to call y’all dumb children and senseless cause y’all also can’t get their life together meanwhile her life not together. She also said she hated being the “mom friend” and teaching y’all shit she think she supposed to know while simultaneously being a CON-fucking-STANT “hey did you knoww….. blah blah blah” ass bitch. Like yes. I did know.

- I forget your name rn sis but you in her gc and she hated you the most cause you couldn’t get out from under ya mom wing. Really she jealous her and her real mom got a shot relationship. Don’t pay her no mind.

-worst last, this last may, around her birthday she was gonna take MY CAR, to see ANOTHER NIGGA on her birthday. The vehicle I bought specifically for her ass to get to and from a job her bum ass didn’t have. The car I also pay the car note and insurance on with no damn help?? I think the fuck NOT you trick ass bitch.

SHE WAS DEF ON A FEW OF MY POSTS TALKING ABOUT HOW BLACK MEN AIN’T SHIT AND LOOK AT THIS?!?!?! 

REMEMBER WHAT I TOLD YA’LL?!?!?! 

2019 is the year of the bag. No more working under management. No more struggle. No more working to survive. No more letting opportunity pass us up. No more letting toxicity consume us.

In 2019, we travel

We make memories,

We eat the best food,

We drink the best drink,

We live our best life,

We make love,

We make relationships,

We learn discipline,

And we no longer sit in the back seat while life passes us by.

Take control of your life. Starting today. Starting right now. This very moment.

And if you fall, never faulter. Never give up. Never forget why you do what you do.

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