There are many avenues to drive down to get to your destination. Some of them may be lined with old beautiful houses with vines. Some of them may be the little business district with things to buy and curios shops. Another avenue is through the warehouses and bleak industry while the next is just the highway, fast and succinct. I don’t know which way to take.
Things that need to be covered.
- I’m not here for some me-too movement moment. This isn’t about outing anyone. I’ll probably even talk about Joe with a great deal of fondness in a lot of stories. This was 30 years of my life and it wasn’t all bad. What it was is extremely sick. I’m sure the statute of limitations is out on everything that occurred and I’m sure that he is now too old to lure another girl in. I think a part of me took the position because I saw clearly that if it wasn’t me, it would be someone.
Anyway, so don’t come round here putting me into the me-too pot of soup. This is related, but different. I need to walk myself down this road to show myself how this happened, because I am probably the most baffled.
- Yeah, there is a bible quote on the top of the blog. I’m not christian, but i am also not not christian. The bible is “cool” and full of great shit. That quote has stuck with me my whole life. I think my grandmother used to mumble some part of it or something. I am extremely spiritual, I believe in reincarnation, and that will play into this story.
- Rules of engagement. Sure, comment on posts. I could use your hooray and to know I’m not alone. Tell your own story if you like. We can process together.
- Don’t be an ass hole.
Don’t contact me about anything on this blog on my personal fb page or business page. I am not crossing these worlds. When I sit down to type, this is where I am, when i am making products for my business, thats what i am doing. I can’t have the energies and thoughts in one bowl.
I am just a person, she is just a person, he is just a person, they are just people
And we all sick, honey.
Now two roads diverged in a wood…
Life before 17. Where did I come from? How did I end up in this situation?
What i know of Joe’s life before me. Maybe cover that as other things are talked about. In context and such.
Do i start with the moment we met? I wonder what month that was?
Scarlet Pearl 