Fresh Start

I’m proud to say that I finally moved into an apartment with one of my best friends. I am getting a new start. That is one of the new surprises and updates that I wanted to share with you. I spent half this week packing after work and it was so exhausting. I was staying up til 3am most nights trying to get everything into boxes and I was starting to feel a little overwhelmed and there was so much going on at that house too and I just wanted to leave as soon as possible.

I’m at work and I get a text that my aunt took my stuff out the garage and placed my items outside without my permission and it made me very upset and I was concerned about somebody stealing my personal belongings and I was also upset because I explained to her multiple times before I moved in that I didn’t like my things being touched or messed with; and the entire duration of me living at that house my boundaries were not honored my things were constantly touched and moved so much so she was going into my bedroom when I wasn’t home I had to finally put a lock on my door and then she got upset when she found out about it later. It was just a whole thing. My fan went missing and she said I didn’t have a fan in the garage even though I remember seeing one. I felt very gaslight. A lot of my things went missing that I still never recovered after I moved out.

One of my other besties and her husband came through for me, they are truly some of the kindest people you could ever meet, and they got me moved out that same night. They understood how stressed I was and the exhaustion and the situation just was not healthy for me anymore and they wanted me out as soon as possible.

I’ve been debating on how much I want to disclose in this blog and when do I want to start talking about it and I think that for my first blog since I moved out I just want to focus on the fact that I made it out and I will get into all the crazy drama that I went through eventually cause I have plenty of stories to tell you guys that will make you scratch you head, probably get out your seat, pace the floor, do all kinds of things cause it just doesn’t make any sense.

One thing that I will say is I think it’s absolutely ridiculous is that I haven’t spoken to my father in almost a year. He knows I want nothing to do with him. He is shitty person. A shitty father and was literally never there for me growing up and I gave him one last opportunity to be in my life as an adult and of course him being a narcissist and a coward he would rather steal money from me, lie on me, and cheat on his girlfriends than be a father to me. He decides to steal my W-2 and apparently my cousin gave it to him without my consent and is refusing to give it to me which is illegal. And I know the only reason he took it was to either use the money for himself or to get back into contact with me to try to manipulate me in some way.

All that I can say for sure is that everyone that has ever crossed my path and has tried to fuck me over is going to wish they would have left me alone. As far as I am concerned at this point they now have debts and I’m collecting and if you didn’t want me to talk about how shitty of a person you are you should have been a better person to me. And I can safely save the nice girl is dead. You’ve killed her. Congratulations. I’m only kind to those that deserve it now but I punish those that are guilty.

Well that’s all I got folks. It’s been a pleasure.

Love always.

Xo,

Nina.