Chronicles Of Chiney B

The youngest of Keith’s balls and Donna Wash Belly. Now like his sister has mental illness in some ways him and his sister are similar, He’s been bitten by the same smoking bug or maybe it’s the stress of our circumstances that get to him. He’s shy unlike his sister whose new personality came busting out as a result of trauma. He’s into music and the arts you can hear him in his room rapping to some of his favorite numbers. When I was going through my issues I thought that easily he hated me. He was the lead of all my frustration especially after the fight that led to my hospitalization and miscarriage. I still remember the sound of the chucks of baby coming out of me. Doctors say I don’t register as no pregnant. In fact I’m amazed to have been able to have one. I always seem to get the symptoms wrong. So many pregnancy scares but only one solid one. I still remember seeing dread-head in the incubator and I remember praying for him to make it. I’d never seen a human so small. Lost in H...

Jamaica  Thank God for blessing me with the finances that allowed me to take a trip to Jamaica with my son, we explored the island and spent many times in the rivers and the ocean, well just enough. The morning started out pretty cold until we landed in Jamaica, where it was thunderstorming , we were disappointed by our rental as we expected it to be bigger could barely hold our suitcases but we trudged on. We bought groceries for the house costing us $13,000. Food places don’t tend to be open on Sundays so you have to plan ahead and be prepared. We stayed at our house in Falmouth. The journey was beautiful scenic roots. Jamaica is an underdeveloped country, still young in its efforts to define itself as one of the greatest destination places on earth. The day we went to go see my father‘s grave on the way back we had a flat tire, not one, but two it was a scariest moment of my life being parked on the side of the highway, In Jamaica not having cell phone service to call. To make m...

  Today I’m awakened by the aching reminder that I have court again, the issue from 2021 has dragged on into 2024, there’s nothing I want more than to be rid of this name and this person. I find myself having to prove my sanity when I’m the victim in all this , forced to use my body to protect my husband and my family from ragdoll to woman the reengineering of me. My fears led me into my own demise, I have no one to blame but myself. There are nights where I miss my ex-husband embrace that warm feeling of comfort, knowing that he’ll be there for me. Too bad they didn’t last longer than the 10 years that we shared with each other we never officially broke up with each other. That conversation was never had. All I know is divorce papers came to me via him and his attorneys while I was in the hospital healing, this is supposed to be a time of healing. I could’ve refused to sign them, but I didn’t. I gave him what he wanted no point in dragging on something that isn’t meant to be. He t...

  Another television series has lodged itself deep in the knuckles of my brain. So thankful for this beautiful number by Maya Rudolph. As a person who doesn’t have money, watching billionaires live, their life seems somewhat of the norm while they flaunt their riches before our faces, they do fix most of the problems that society is facing with their billions of dollars. It’s not their fault that they are born with the senses to know how to make more money. if my math could add up the way, their math does and make billions of dollars while helping millions I would do the same. If I could get a donation of millions and billions of dollars and give back to the society I would. Hire Me as a society liaison, my nonprofit could use some work. I have a nonprofit organization called BRW LYNX corporation. I started it because I was a victim of domestic violence and now it’s not really taken off. Nobody wants to talk about being the victim of domestic violence. It’s embarrassing, and it say...

  As time Passes   Things that used to have immense value no longer value the same. I value meaningful get-togethers and relationships with the ones I love the most consent communication with strangers online post to the president making changes to the US Constitution helping public administration. I wonder if what I do is important , all I know is I have a voice. What I wouldn’t give to be able to have a voice sooner. God knows I might be a little bit luckier however I’m here. Thank you, God for all the people that you have brought into my life. Thank you for all of my life experiences good and bad, they have helped me grow characteristics that make me proud of who I am. I know there’s something wrong with me just haven’t pinpointed it yet, I drowned myself in accomplishments so that I can feel successful, My name on certificates and trophies would be a dream come true, but I lack the motivation to join, and be an active participant. While some people are paying $800 a month ...

  All we have is today, makes no sense to cry about the past makes no sense to cry about the future for it is uncertain, all we have is today. Today I met a guy named Jamaal who lost both his legs due to a conflict at a cookout that resulted in gunfire bullets are dangerous. Maybe there needs to be more regulation on the bullets and who can purchase bullets I don’t know how to put an end to gun violence, but I know that the results of it is been catastrophic to say the lease. I hope that today you will appreciate your legs and your use of them more than any other item on your body and your eyes. Not to forget our hands. If you have to wear glasses, I’m sorry, if you still have good eyes, be thankful, you never know when you might loose them. He even wore sneakers. On his double Amputee walking device, That was the most humbling part of my day. Appreciate Today.

Never give up is overrated, I feel like becoming a quitter. This life has become too hard for me. Though I am live in the simplest version of it I am overwhelmed by my circumstances I think about my newly seven year old child, and all the things that he will want and require of me , for the rest of his life, I am lucky to have made a baby with a man who is responsible. he takes care of his son. I’m so proud that he is the dad, I sometimes wish that we could be back together, even through all the hardships and all the things that he’s done to me I forgive him. I am having trouble working through these emotions, the divorce came out of nowhere. I wasn’t expecting it when it came, but it happened and all I can do is move on and wish for the best, I desperately tried to bury my emotions for him, but I can’t seem to move on. Why can’t I move on?  I beat myself up daily. With these thoughts, they don’t seem to be going anywhere just ruminating. If rumination was a direction, I would assu...