Dear Diary

It’s like no matter how many times I tell people to mind their business or the business that pays them, they don’t hear me. My body is my body. My mouth is my mouth. What I say, do, or where I go, is MY problem alone. I don’t get why people believe in their mind I care about their opinions. Any decisions I’ve made I will live with. Any lessons that are meant to be learned, I will learn. Any hardships I go through, I can’t expect others to go through it with me so why is my movements a topic? Do a girl a favor, worry about yourself. These people sit down and act like I don’t know what I’ve been through. They act like they know my body more than I do. They act they are the ones up late at night with my thoughts. Scrape the bullshit, You are not me. You will never be me. I don’t want to be you. Simple. I’m tired of saying the same things over and over again to people who I am cool with. Can’t nobody tell me about me, so keep your two cents to yourself. I am my own woman and I will live my life as I see fit, alongside the guidance of God the Father. I am a work in progress; we all make mistakes. Let me live and learn, dammit.

[Bee signed out]

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