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“CHECK MATE”



“LONG & OVERDUE!!”

I have blocked more numbers & people than I care to admit! Look, my health is not good! & the stress doesn’t help me! I am trying to heal the best I can & I am in NO CONTACT with my “birth mother”, & sick of her pretending to care about me & my family! If she asks about me to you like she cares why don’t you read my blog and see the hell shes put us through and allowed us to go through; besides; if she really cared why would she be asking anyone about me, instead of asking herself!?! Simply put because she doesn’t! She just wants to pretend so she doesn’t look like the evil she’s made herself to be! STOP BEING THE GO BETWEEN! I would NOT be chasing my children’s friends to find out how they are; I would be dealing directly with my children!! She has caused this and she wants to play the poor her victim!! STOP! That is why I’ve not said anything about me or my family! I know exactly what’s she’s up to and I’m not playing her games anymore!! I just sent her this text message & I will stand my ground!! I am OVER IT! If she asks about me tell her she’s my mother, if she needs to know find out for herself; sadly she doesn’t care to know, it’s only pretend to anyone she can pour on and act the role too!




“I am dead to you. Stop trying to find out how I am doing and what is going on with me! You successfully KILLED ME! Let me Rest In Peace! That's what you've wanted so, consider me in the body bags we were threatened with and go celebrate my death and live the you've been living!! You've picked your poison already & sat with him in court after he abused me and my family! Deal with the choices you've made with dad, SidneyBlake & me & stop pretending you care! 🩸”

— PLEASE! I don’t want to hear how concerned she is, how much she loves us or any of them lies!! I need peace!!! & if that means deleting my whole social media to get it I will!! I can not handle the stress or abuse anymore!!! I am NO CONTACT with her for good reason!!! Her and her “friend” had put me and my family through HELL!!!! I am begging you!!
STOP GIVING IN TO HER!!! If she wants to know she can meet me at my counselors office or a  mediator!! Until she gets help I want NOTHING AT ALL TO DO WITH HER.. PERIOD!!

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