Long Distance Relationship My Experience: London to USA


As long as this story is I don’t want it to be as long as my others. So I want to put it all in this post without having to split it into parts. However I will create a separate post answering questions some of you may have about this experience. Continue reading “Long Distance Relationship My Experience: London to USA”

Having Social Anxiety, How It Started (Part 1)


Let me tell you a bit about my social life. I had a tight group of friends back in secondary school and as most of you know usually by the end of year 11 many of you end up going to different colleges or 6th forms and make different friends. In my last year of school I distanced myself a lot from my friends by not attending and not wanting to speak to anyone because of what I was going through at the time. While I stayed in contact with some of them once school ended, It was always that same “We should get together soon” text and you know how that goes. Continue reading “Having Social Anxiety, How It Started (Part 1)”

I Know My Worth (Part 15 Final)


I promised myself that I was going to stop allowing men to play such a big part in my life. and understand that there’s nothing a man could do for me that I couldn’t do for myself. Literally. I told myself that I was over the fight, over him, yet I was always asking around how he was and if he had moved on. I got upset some days because I hadn’t heard from him. Continue reading “I Know My Worth (Part 15 Final)”

He Was No Longer The Guy I Fell In Love With (Part 14 Finale)



He strangled me and had me up against a wall right outside my front door. He then swung me around like a rag doll and I ended up on the floor. It all happened so fast. Continue reading “He Was No Longer The Guy I Fell In Love With (Part 14 Finale)”

He Put His Hands On Me (Part 13)


I remember the day he came out, of prison like it was yesterday. A Wednesday morning. I wanted to meet him but couldn’t because he had already arranged for some friends to pick him up. He was released at around 10am and I didn’t hear a word from him until 11pm that night. Continue reading “He Put His Hands On Me (Part 13)”

I Got Too Involved #RideOrDie (Part 12)


I visited him every 2 weeks after the first visit. I made a lot of sacrifices at the time but I didn’t care, as long as I got to see Him. For some reason I was always so excited despite the long waits, finger print scanning and sniffer dogs. Continue reading “I Got Too Involved #RideOrDie (Part 12)”

My First Prison Visit (Part 11)


Here I was, standing outside this building at about 9:00am surrounded by tall walls and humongous doors. I couldn’t believe where I was and what I had got myself into. I kept thinking what would my parents think about me visiting someone in prison. I was only a few meters away from some real dangerous people. I was so nervous I couldn’t believe I was about to do this.

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He Went to prison (Part 10)



I receive a message from my cousin asking if iv’e seen someones Snapchat. I then call her to ask what she was talking about because I couldn’t believe what she was telling me. I knew it. I just knew it. Leo had been locked up….and I just had this feeling that it was for something stupid.

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I was forced to move on (Part 9)


From what I remember me and Leo didn’t speak for two days after that “Incident” I couldn’t eat and I could barely sleep. I wanted to tell Leo so bad but I didn’t know how. P.s I’m not good at holding things in, especially when its something that I’ve done wrong. So I called my sister and my best friend to get their opinion Of course they both said not to tell him but I had to say something one way or another.

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I Cheated (Part 8)


Things would get better then it would get worse. Ever heard of the saying 2 steps forward 10 steps back? Yea? Well that’s exactly how it was with us. I no longer felt like his girlfriend, I was constantly complaining about him getting a job and staying off the streets. He stopped listening to me and started listening more to his “friends” I never trusted them and felt they were all a bad influence (little did I know)

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