Invasion of Privacy/ Ain’t no Shame

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There is nothing more horrifiying, frustrating, and anxiety inducing than having your privacy violated.

In my 333 years on Earth I have been recorded without permission, stalked, had my emails hacked, and, I square to Bob, had a drone flying in my backyard.

Now the drone thing was around the holiday and could have been some man child playing with a new electronic.

I have never ever been a fan of email or social media.

Shit, to keep it 5000 I have never been a fan of computers.

The virtual mask is an especially wily one. People create stories about you and themselves and then act from this cloudy space in the real world.

Janky.

About 4-5 years ago I linked up with someone my people ALWAYS told me NOT to speak to or deal with since I was a teenager.

There is nothing like a flock of older Jamaicans who don’t like somebody.

Laughs

Shout out to y’all-I was hard headed- I am sorry.

Listen to the wise older individuals you trust in your life. They know.

Dealing with this individual cost me about $2k and who knows how much emotionally and mentally. It was the beginning of a spiral of bad vibes.

I was embarrassed, ashamed, and hurt.

I didn’t want to tell anyone for a while about all that happened – but holding on to negative emotions, thoughts, and stories is a recipe for disaster.

Things got a lot worst before they got better.

They began to get better when I sought out healthy help.

Today, as I was going through my emails his full ass name popped up on some one travel thing to redeem points (?)- just seeing his name made me want to throw up – why he would even be utilizing my email address is beyond me.

Beyond.

All that shame resurfaced but not for long- because I have the tools now to deal.

I thank God for Brené Brown because I am now unafraid to face shame.

I caught my thoughts before they spiraled – I called and spoke to the right people and have a plan of action.

Shame is the illest silencer-

DO NOT LET SHAME SILENCE YOU.

SPEAK UP.

USE YOUR VOICE.

GET ASSISTANCE.

Don’t let anyone harass you quietly behind a screen or to your face.

God didn’t give any of us a spirit of fear and anybody trying to scare you is working for the other side of things.

You feel me?

We are protected and connected.

Writer’s Note: Sir(s) this is a public request to leave me alone. It is all peace here and we would like to keep it that way.

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Protected

The spiritual assassin lived in the shadows just beyond the light 

Silently taking down demonic predators of positive energy, she chose this life

Powerful prayers of peace perforated their souls

A rogue of sorts 

Protected by God’s strongest archangels she bent those that berated the beloved ones with silver bullets of karmic retribution 

Karma was her mama 

Well taught she was and not quite clear of sin she balanced light and dark  

The spiritual assassin lived in the shadows just beyond the light