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2/23/2015

Wow. Has it been almost a year since I wrote anything. And what a year it's been. My last entry was in May so I'll start there. 

My best friend cheated on her husband of 5 years with someone she worked with. I let her stay with us for several months. She ate my food. Drank my juice and slept on my couch. I was there for her for every tear. Every sob. I tried to help pick up the broken pieces of her life, but she didn't want any part of it. She was being selfish. She was only thinking of herself. She left her daughter with her father and went on her own. Because she was always in her car blaring her music. She jumped from one man to another for months. When she finally found someone that she liked, she wouldn't let us meet him. I thought that it was odd, but I let it go. By the end of January 2015 I no longer had a best friend. She talked to much shit about me. Talking about how I'm toxic and she wants to get rid of all the crap in her life. So I don't talk to her anymore.

We had to leave our apartment in Worthington and move a mile East to  a poorer neighborhood in Columbus. We moved to the hood. Cops all the time driving on my street. We can't go to the corner store because of the drug dealers and hookers. Yep, I live here now. 

We moved on a hot Saturday in June. My neighbors were all nosy and watched us unload the truck. We were the talk of the court for a minute...that's until they met my girls. One daughter has a mouth that runs freely and doesn't put up with any body's shit. She will tell you to fuck off just as easy as she is to give you a hug. She's tough and full of fire. My other one, lets just say she's fierce. She is not the chick to mess with. She will start of quiet but will bring the thunder. Don't fuck with my girls. My son is another story. He was being bullied at school. In fact all my kids were being bullied. For one reason or another. Either the color of their skin was wrong or they didn't have the right jeans on. So by the end of 2014 all my kids were being home schooled. No one messes with my kids anymore, lets just say that.

Now my son is a straight A student and on the road to graduation early. My step-daughter will (hopefully) graduate this June and move on with her life. My youngest girl is struggling in school, but we're working on it. The hubs and I are okay. We fight, mainly over my step-daughter and how to discipline her. But other than that everything is going okay. 

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