I can barely move. I’m so sore. I’ve lugged everything I own all day long. But this time I had a friend. Oh my God people this friend is not just a friend to me. She’s a friend to the entire world. Most especially to Adam. One day it will all sink in to my son all his mom was fighting for. And he will learn about my dear friend who spent her 16th wedding anniversary most of the day with me so I wouldn’t be alone moving. She lugged my shit around. She vaccumed my place. She drove all over the place to get me to every stop I needed. She bought me lunch. She carried stuff up these damn stairs. She even bought me a laundry basket full of goodies like bath and body works air freshener cool soap toilet paper ... I mean things that Meghan Markle never has to worry over. Give her what she wants. That must be sad. To even have a man say that sort of shit. How bout go out and feed the poor Garry🤷🏼♀️👑🧜🏽♂️🕺🏼💐 ? I would prefer no man of mine would ever say shit like that. God. How sad. Sad for them both if all that is true.
People. There are people starving. Dying. Lonely. Broke. Desperate. Right now. My circumstances in all this have given me the most valuable appreciation for my fellow human and myself. I’m humble to all that goes on that I pray I can change. I don’t wish it on anyone what I’ve been through but there are also people worse off than even I could know. Meghan Markle and anyone like you who have become so self consumed that you look at me and anyone else like I’m the narcissist. That I am the issue. You’re so sad to me. So lost. So tragic. I don’t envy you and anyone like you. Wanting a stupid royal wedding when all that time and money could feed a million kids. You broke my heart. You can never fix it. Even your unborn child or children don’t inspire you to change. So I know that they never will. I might not be what you all think you know of me but I have always had a good heart. And if Harry ain’t here with me. Means he can’t hold a candle. And well. No loss for me there. I need a man.
I’m calling these next months... froggy town. I don’t give one fuck about that Duchess. And if it appears that I do. You will quickly learn how I do business in my Scottengland. Don’t worry. I only rule myself. ❤️