#cantbreakme

I forgot that I was god I forgot that I was free I forgot that I was Queen of the jungle until I remembered I’m me🎶 I remember now...I got my memory back🎶 - @cambattamusic @blackmagik363 #GoddessTings #IamTipharah #CantBreakMe (at Kingston, Jamaica) https://www.instagram.com/p/B-VqQ0whwGj/?igshid=1ht4mnu6a0qxe

You're a diamond dear, they can't break you!

It's my time to shine 💎💕🤘🏻🔮🌙💕🕯✨ #confidence #confidenceiskey #learntoloveyourself #cantstopme #cantbreakme #drivenaf #dowhatsright #selflove #selfcare (at Los Angeles, Venice Beach)

My volunteer department needed to test hose yesterday. The company they hired and neglected to tell me about… Entirely manned by my old career department. I spent over nine hours looking at the two people that have black balled me from two of the three career departments on my county. They are brothers, one being the chief and the other being the deputy chief. They refused to look me in the eyes. But I held strong. I acted normal, smiling and waving at all my old friends, most of them happy to see that I has recovered from my harsh experience in leaving the department. My volunteer department chief apologized for not telling me who would be doing the testing because when I arrived at the test site, I was thoroughly shocked to see them. However, at the end of the day he said he was proud that I didn’t let them bother me. Why would I? I mean, they already took my job why would I let them take anything else?

February 22nd, 2014. I was a sophomore and you were a junior. You had me wrapped around your finger since the day we met. I remember meeting your mom for the first time and shaking so badly that I had to sit down. That was back when I thought you were the one. Your mom and I had a remarkable relationship, it’s almost like I talked to her more than I talked to you, and you and I were constantly in touch. My family loved you, your family loved me. What could go wrong at this point? Shortly after we began dating, you showed signs that you didn’t trust me as much as you did in the beginning, which made absolutely no sense. So, I listened to you when you said to stop talking to my guy friends. It didn’t seem to fix your attitude towards the whole situation though. I ignored it because i knew i had done nothing wrong. You began to pick fights with me over the most idiotic things. I didn’t realize it at the time but this is when you also began to be more controlling. You didn’t like my best friend, so I said, “okay, we don’t have to hang out with her together. I’ll go when you’re not with me”. You started quite an altercation over that because you didn’t like how I had a life outside of my relationship with you. I let it slide. Fast forward a few weeks when I came to your house to hang out. You started calling me ‘stupid’ like it was my name. You completely laid into me about how I had guy friends on social media. I said I wasn’t deleting them because I hadn’t done anything wrong and you ignored me for awhile. I hung out with your mom while you were throwing your tantrum. You suddenly decided to come talk to me again. When you did, it was like nothing happened. I was pleased. Of course, that was before I saw that you had changed my wallpaper and passcode on my phone to the same as yours. I thought it was weird but I didn’t say anything. Later that night, I went into my messenger to talk to one of my best friends, he was a boy. I found that he was deleted. After some searching, I realized you had deleted almost every male I had on my facebook and snapchat. Let me remind you, I had done nothing wrong. I was still head over heels for you. I added them back and changed my passcode. You threw a fit when I wouldn’t tell you what it was. Not to mention threatening to leave me if I didn’t put up a “man crush monday” of you every single monday on every social media site we had. When I expressed how excited I was that my sister was pregnant, you rolled your eyes and brushed off the whole thing. Later that night, you messaged me with an attitude about that. All I could think was here we go. After the fight, I asked you what exactly your issue was with that. You simply replied, “I know when that baby is born, all you’re going to do is be around it and ignore me”. I let it slide. My birthday rolled around and my mom had gotten me tickets to see Miranda Lambert. I went with her and my very pregnant sister. You didn’t like the fact that I was going, even though I was just with my family. I spent the entire time fighting with you because I wasn’t with you instead of the concert. Before we knew it, it was starting to get chilly again. We made plans to spend time together and I came to your work so you could just take me home with you, I didn’t drive yet. Before I came and visited you, I dyed my hair from coffee-brown to light auburn. I looked great! I put on a sweater dress and a pair of leggings that you hadn’t seen before and trotted out the door, excited to see your reaction. When I walked into your work (where you had worked with both of your parents), your mom exclaimed that I looked great. I thanked and hugged her as I always did, then I walked up to you. You ignored the fact that I had even walked in. You took me by the hand and led me into the other part of the store where I could clearly see your anger. “ARE YOU PREGNANT?” you asked. I said, “uh. No. Why would you ask that?” You pointed to my stomach and simply responded with, “you just look bigger than normal.” Tears welled up in my eyes but I turned so you couldn’t see. Obviously disappointed, I asked you for a hoodie when we got back to your house, I never wore that dress again after that. A couple weeks go by and my sister gets induced! I’m elated. I’m sitting in the waiting room and suddenly my phone buzzes, hoping that it’s updates with how my niece is doing, I see that it’s you. We had been fighting all morning because I told you she was getting induced and I was ecstatic about it. You apparently didn’t like that I was so excited. You had the nerve to say, “I don’t know why you’re so excited. She’s your half niece not your full niece.” (Now, my sister and I have different dads but we were raised like full sisters, I’ve never in my life referred to her as my half sister). Needless to say, I was livid. Shaking and everything. I blocked your number that day and continued waiting for news from the delivery room. Beautiful baby Dallas was born on 9/11/14. The greatest day of my whole life. We pushed the last issue aside and were fine a couple weeks later. I found that you had been talking to your ex-girlfriend all I had said was “well, what do you guys talk about?” you responded with, “just work”. I didn’t do anything about it, I trusted you. I don’t know why, but I did. You had been wanting to wrestle me for some reason, even though I was tiny and you played football. I agreed because you wouldn’t shut up about it. So, you tackled me onto your living room floor and pinned me down almost instantly. You pretended to hit my face. I said, “okay for real, don’t do that”. You continued and actually ended up hitting my face so hard that I had to explain to my mom what had happened. I didn’t want to make you seem like the bad guy, so every argument that we previously had, I kept to myself. I didn’t tell anyone but my best friend. Which still kills me to this day, because my mom and I were so close. You and I fought until the next day. While eating lunch at school, you messaged me. The text consisted of you calling me several names and saying there’s something wrong with me. Not too long after this, I tried to break it off. You convinced me to stay every time. Somehow. Until one day you said something that made me go ballistic. (I’m not going to write it here because it was disgusting and all out rude.) I took my phone and slammed it on the tile floor in the KV lunchroom. It didn’t work after that. I borrowed a friend’s phone and I messaged my mom, asked her for your number, and told you that I didn’t want anything to do with you anymore. It’s been 3 years and I’m still healing from everything you said and did to me. I’m still trying to get my self esteem and mental health up to where it was before we met. I still need to say thank you for pretty much destroying who I used to be and making me who I am today. I've got an enormous heart and a great personality that nobody- not even you can take away from me.

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Good morning world! #wakeup #shower #clean #work #lookhot #freckles #smiles #cantbreakme ✌🏼🕶🍑

You can't break me. I'll stand strong like the women I am, my name is everything. #nevergiveup #cantstop #nomercy #cantbreakme