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No Other Option

No Other Option

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Ever had one of those days you just wanted to break down and cry. Someone asked you how you were doing and you have to change the subject as fast as possible so you could keep from crying… I cant take it. Not at the moment. I’m at work and feeling emotional. It’s a little overwhelming, but I have no choice but to take it. What other option is there?

God When is my change coming. I’m really trying to stay focused and not get stressed out. But life is stressing me the hell out right now. No one knows… and I don’t really want to talk to anyone about it because they will judge my life.

I don’t have anyone to talk to. I don’t have mentors well real ones because they don’t know me, Daymond John and Eric Thomas. My parents are unavailable.

To Believe. Or Not

To Believe. Or Not

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If you can believe beyond what you see… You can have anything. Our problem, well my problem is that I look around me. I look at issues, rejections, disappointments, relationships, needs, frustrations, etc, and hold myself back. I’ve been so much better than I was, but I have some growing to do. 

All the speakers I listen to talk about the same things. And one of the main things is seeing and believing for what you want, not for what you have or what you don’t want. That seems awkward at times, and people may think you’re nuts, but you’re not doing it for them. It’s for you!  I’ve been doing it a lot lately. People have unfollowed me on my FB and social media, but I could care less! I’m trying to make sure my life is in order and I’m the best me God Made. 

I don’t have all these desires just to wish upon a star and dream about. I can make it happen. All it takes is a lot of effort, a lot of time, a lot of hustle and grind, a lot of judgement, a lot of non supportive people, a lot of sweating, worrying and crying and you can make it happen!

Don’t expect handouts… You don’t want those. You want to earn every view, every purchase, every smile, every “thank you”, every follow, every comment, every subscription, every “like” and every “share” because you know they’re not feeling sorry for you. 
*not my photo, my husband sent this to me

Don’t Misunderstand my Grind

Don’t Misunderstand my Grind

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Everyday is about work. I feel bad when I watch tv because I know I can be hustling in some way. At times I wish things were a lot easier because I feel like I’ve struggled all my life. I guess this is just making a better story.

When I look at my life, right now, I feel like I’ve had more downs than ups. Not feeling sorry for myself, I’m good, I’ve had to adjust and make shit work. People have NO idea, not a clue what I’ve gone through. It makes it worst being a preachers daughter, hustling for EVERYTHING I’ve ever gotten. #Truth

I’ve been researching and teaching myself how to be a business person, create brands, understanding  what customers want and be authentic to who I am and what I stand for. So blogging is the ultimate way to get my feelings out instead of holding them in.

Mentors have taught me a lot over the past couple years and helped me realize a lot about myself. (These mentors have never met me, they don’t even know I exist, but they’ve helped me to get where I am) I’ve learned that hustling is more than doing something in secret for 50 years. Let me explain. My way outside of abuse was creating. I made many different types of artwork, danced, wrote, designed houses, created new hairstyles regularly… Whatever I could do to create something with what I had, and I didn’t have much. I kept it all in my room. I didn’t even hang art in my house when I was younger. My mom probably never even saw most of the work I did. Why? Why did I keep a large stack of drawings and paintings under my bed? Why was their pottery and sculptures on my floor?

Unfortunately, they are all gone now. You will read about that in my book.

But my hustle, my grind, is for people to know who I am and what I have to offer, because it’s better than good. I can’t worry about the lost art, I have to push forward. If people see me push past all the shit I’ve been through… Maybe that will encourage someone else. My decisions haven’t always been the best, and I don’t want people to judge my businesses off of that. You have to see the overall picture of what I stand for.

I stand for GREATNESS. Working until you achieve what you want. Hustle. Get your work seen. Be true to who you are no matter what people say or think. There will always be someone who doesn’t like you. Who cares!!! There may be 1,000 more piece whose lives you changed.

So the people who know me have seen me change my pace. I’m not going to wait to get seen and pray some celebrity posts a pic of my art or skincare on Instagram. I’m going to hustle my ass off to prove to myself that I can do it and help show the world that you can’t wait for anything Drop out the sky.

Remember, the richest place is and will always be the graveyard. Don’t add your contribution. -Reality Of A Preacher’s Daughter

I am NOT a Christian. 

I am NOT a Christian. 

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Ironically, I’m writing this on a Sunday. In the modern day “Christian” religion, it’s known as the Sabbath. 

When you’re a Christian, you’re suppose to remember to always choose the Bible first. Reading other books related to Christian history and other religious books can damage your views of “Christ” and the bible. Well at least that’s how I was taught. 

When I was a little girl, I remember saying “I’m not a Christian”. I never wanted to be. I watched “Christians” struggle, judge, lose themselves, hide, manipulate, hate, distort truth and consider themselves an untouchable  being. 

That’s not even all… Why in the world would anyone want to be like that? I recognized that as a little girl and decided I didn’t want to be “religious” or labeled to be anything other than myself. Now I recognize that even more. I’ve allowed myself to go a little deeper in the history of Christianity and learn history of Africa. Now I’m wondering what’s going on? Things aren’t adding up. I haven’t devoted enough time researching to talk about what I’ve learned so far, but to anyone with an open mind, you’d be wondering about “Christianity” too. 

As a “Preacher’s Daughter”, and growing up with strict teachings, people will say all types of things about the person I’ve become. 

“She’s a backslider” -What does that mean??

“She’s prodigal”

 “She’s running from her call” 

“Blasphemer” 

If my mom knew what I thought, she would be horrified and probably go on a fast for my soul. 

My dad would probably say since I don’t talk to him anymore I’ve turned my heart from God. There’s a word for that he’s use before and I can’t think of it. I remember! He would say I have a “reprobate mind.”

Bottom line, I hate religion. It’s because of how I was raised, but you will read about that in my book.

Happy Sunday!!

Working on the book…

Working on the book…

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Nothing about writing my life is easy. It’s been complicated for as long as I can remember.

Last year I decided to take charge of my life.  I couldn’t take the constant struggle of dealing with family EVERYDAY. I have enough to deal with by myself, I don’t need added frustration.

Before you can help someone else, YOU HAVE TO HELP YOURSELF. It’s not selfish, it’s how to achieve a successful life. -Reality of a Preacher’s Daughter

We consume our lives with stress that’s not even our own. We can’t control everyone else’s lives and the decisions that they make. That is something I’ve taken responsibility for most of my life, other people’s lives. I felt that I could save the world, looking at families choices and saying that’s not a good idea. It’s difficult when you can see potential in the person and they do something else stupid… You want to cuss them out and say that was “dumb as hell”. I’ve had enough of that. I’m tired of giving advice and people do the opposite and want me to bail them out.

LEAVE ME ALONE

I have never had people concerned about my wellbeing. Are you ok? Do you need anything? You’re not feeling good, Let me bring you some soup. It’s always only been about everyone else.  You will find out more in the book.

I’m editing my own book, so I can tell you right now, there will be grammatical errors, cussing, and a lot of things you wouldn’t think would be in a book called “Reality Of A Preacher’s Daughter”… but it is what it is.  It’s my life and my life wasn’t sugar coated, so I’m not sugar coating what I write.

My book will be done before the summer. Flaws and all…

Just my thoughts

Just my thoughts

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You ever been so concerned with details that you can’t get shit done. I’m not making excuses, but I don’t have any one to talk to, no one to give me business advice, no one pushing me to keep going, so this is all me. My way to converse is writing, whether I’m writing music or my book.

So my life… I feel like there’s always so much to do and I don’t know what to do first. My focus is my book, my art and my skincare. Overall, I need to get these bills paid. There is always a bill coming out right after they are paid. I’m pretty good with money, but unfortunately there were some setbacks. I read in most peoples success stories where they maxed out credit cards, cars repossessed, late on rent, eating the minimum… so I don’t feel sorry for myself. I just need to know where to go from here.

 

 

I have to finish this book!!!!

I have to finish this book!!!!

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Everyone has had a broken heart, I guess. It’s just worse when it’s the person you call father. The news I’ve been hearing lately about him has me very concerned (more like driving me nuts). I’ve tried time after time year after year, and he just makes . It’s like he just doesn’t care about his life anymore. There is nothing I could say to him because he would never listen anyway. So maybe, JUST MAYBE, when I finish this book, he will still have time to bounce back and turn his life completely around. Maybe I can save the father who could care less about me. #Prayforme

-Preacher’s Daughter

Emotionless

Emotionless

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I will be successful! I am determined to be everything I was created to be, but God Help me. Only God can help me.

Today my mother went back to Texas and it doesn’t make me happy at all to know she’s going back there to be by herself. Her being here felt like she never left. It felt like this was how it’s suppose to be, now she’s boarding her plane at CLT.

Sometimes I just don’t get life. I can’t communicate with my father without him hollering at me for how bad of a daughter I am and my mother is in Texas.

The father figure I have doesn’t even know I look at him this way. I talk to him when I can, but he no longer lives close. I can’t get why everyone moves away from me. Other than my husband and my Pepe’, I feel alone. Sometimes I just want to have a parent around at least one.

And the tears begin to flow…

And the tears begin to flow…

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I’ve been crying for days. I wish he would just listen… It will never happen.

I’ve been messed up for years, but no one would really know. Covered it up quite good. I just wanted to have a relationship with my father that I never got. Since I was a little girl it was all about being tough, not being his little princess. I just wanted my daddy. The one who would hold my hand at the park, or tell me how proud he was of me. Tell me how beautiful I was, kiss my forehead and pray with me at bedtime. I cried a lot. I cried myself to sleep a lot. No one knew. I had to be the strong one for my siblings, for my mom. I had to be strong in front of my dad because when he saw a weakness he would irritate it, nag at it, scratch at it, until I fought back. It always ended badly.

As I grew up, I had to put on an armor. Changed my outward to look harder than I actually was. People who knew me when I was younger know how I use to dress. I was a tomboy. Boys clothes, worked out everyday, push ups, sit ups, running, boxing in the mirror. It kept the pain at ease and I had to make sure I was strong enough to fight my dad back.

I watched how he treated my brothers. One was the Favorite, the other was not. My mother and I would try to take up for him, but Dad was too overpowering. He never listened. It was always “his way”. His way was horrible. I prayed all the time that this would end. EVERYTHING WOULD END. It didn’t. It just got worse…

Reality of a Preachers Daughter

Reality of a Preachers Daughter

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I’m giving my view of my life. I need to let all the pain and struggle go. No one knows what REALLY happened in my life, but there have been a lot of family and friends and Preachers that heard a one sided view. I was always quiet, watched and listened. Let people say whatever about my family and didn’t correct them because I was taught by my mom to keep the peace. The Israelites kept the peace and couldn’t enter the Promise Land for 40 years. When they finally decided to claim what was theirs, they took the land by force. NOTHING peaceful about that. (That’s how I see it)

 Not everyone will understand why I’m putting my past under a microscope, and that’s ok, I’m not doing it for you, its for me. I have greatness inside of me that has been stuck for many years and I’ve never understood why until recently. I haven’t wanted to share my life because there are people around me that I don’t want to hurt. I was going to wait 20-30 years to write this, but what if I’m not here. What about the children who are going through the same things I went through and cant talk about it? What if those same children are suicidal like I was, can’t find love, peace or anything to help them continue forward? What about the women in abusive relationships and scared to leave? What about the people who are scared to take a chance on their dreams because all they know is living in the projects? What about the drug dealers who don’t see anything pass their present situation?

I AM NOT PERFECT NOR AM I CLAIMING TO BE. So you’re seeing the raw uncut version and how I’m turning, in “Real Time”, a pretty f’d up situation into something GREAT, SUCCESSFUL AND INSPIRING!!

**** DISCLAIMER****

  • If you live in LALA Land and think that everything around you is great and you aren’t striving to do better or be better
  • If you are only on here to hear a victory and not a battle
  • If you Don’t want the REAL as in No Filter (meaning with cussing… Etc)
  • If you are just on here to be nosy so you can go tell how evil of a person I am and I’m not who you thought I was
  • If you are too “Holy” or “Religious”  and think I’m going to Hell for this
  • If you’re someone who thinks they know what I’ve gone through and wants to “correct” my stories
  • Or if you want to tell me you don’t think I should be doing this… it makes me look bad… blah blah…

I would say “You can discontinue reading my blog”… which I know you won’t because you want to see what I’m going to say. I want EVERYONE to read my blog, because no matter what you’ve accomplished in life, you can always learn something and be better.

I’m not perfect, but I’m trying to be better…