Warning: Expletives and strong conflict ahead.

Of all the things I could say in this moment, I’m not sure why I’m choosing to say or share this, but you’re welcome to the knowledge.

I recently had an unfortunate circumstance where someone crossed the line, a big one. They did something that paralyzed me for a couple seconds. I don’t know what happened exactly after that, but I somehow took charge, amid the PTSD sparks flying, I walked this man out of my face, back into his chair. I demanded respect and asked him to verbalize that it would never happen again, as well as an apology.

Those moments were as intense as they were frightening. Since this occurrence I have not had peace. But I took something back in that moment of terror, I do know that. Something…

Operation Monaco was a failure. I was supposed to handle this situation with grace. Ironically, the plan was affectionately and mutually hatched with the help of my friend, last name – Kelly. That’s not material to the story but I find or found it, delightful.

Operation Monaco went off without a hitch. It was all smiling, sharing, laughing, then on the last day of this week’s operation, I was ambushed. Not a chirp all week but I miss last lunch and all holy hell breaks loose!

Dealing with people we shouldn’t have to is about 80% of life.

Someone told me that and I paused, thinking…then responded: Well, that’s a shit life, dontcha think?!

Well…It’s just the way it is.

Apologies, ladies and gents. Here comes Lady Soapbox because I sure as hell ain’t Princess Grace.

It is the way it is. Hmm, to which I say… Fuck that bullshit!

Look. No. No, no, it doesn’t have to be. You’ve heard you accept the love you think you deserve? Aye? Can you get behind that?

You willingly accept a behavior that is morally wrong…repeatedly, you deserve what’s coming. You should’ve had the sense to move out of the goddamn way.

I don’t mean to be unnecessarily crass, some things require stronger language. IMO

If you don’t like your life, then change it!

If you don’t like where you live, move!

If you’re being abused, fight back, run, and never look back!

You can change your stars ✨ or I thought you could. ✨

This year has not been kind. 2025’s word of the year is incredulous. And apparently I’ve got an important life altering decision to make, a huge move to make next week and everyone’s mad at me. The ending of this year’s festivities have been one of the most disappointing and heartbreaking in my history.

Pardon my French: Good riddance and fuck off 2025!

Bring it on, 2026! What will you bring?