Kingston Expressions

Writer, Editor, & Lifestyle Blogger: Sex, Lust, Love, Celibacy & More 🥰 A woman not afraid to walk in her truth....in style of course 👠 💄

Two Tumors (The Knowing Part 2 Chapter Two Edition)

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We had had a horrible argument in February where I did something I had NEVER done before with a romantic partner my entire dating life. I began to cry. At the drop of the first tear….in front of him….I locked myself in my bathroom and demanded he leave. And leave he did. I did not know how to be the type of woman who weeps in a man’s arms. No one had ever taught me how to do that. It use to bother Julio, my first boyfriend, so much that he has known me for so long (23.5 years to be exact) and he had never seen me cry….for ANY reason. I learned from my father how to master my emotions until I am alone and prior to 2020, I was damn good at it. Even my friends are surprised when they hear me crying on the phone. It’s like my tears escaped everyone but me. I suffer through anger…not tears. And if tears ever fall….anger is right behind it. I don’t want to ever be weak. 2020 made me realize….tears are not weak. Each tear drop takes strength….the strength to expose our vulnerabilities….never knowing if we will be loved or rejected. Tears still bravely fall even if no one welcomes them. They exist on their own terms. Tears are freeing bad asses….that never get credit for being such a force. Tears can clear a path that mortal man often fear to tackle. Tears are God’s way of saying….”let no weapon formed against you prosper.” At least….that’s how I now view my tears. Back to this shit show. As the Ex Factor exited, he whispered that “this did not feel like closure.” This I could hear clearly through my bathroom walls and my quiet muffled cries. It was Leap Day 2020. By March, COVID-19 was on the scene and of course I reached out to the Ex Factor. We clung to each other despite all our issues. We fought again around my birthday in May. By the first weekend in June, our lives were completely unrecognizable. He had gotten laid off and was now moving to Miami with some of his friends. I felt devastated….silly me thinking June 06, 2020, the day he announced he was moving, was one of the worst days of my life. I didn’t know WORST. 2020 was just starting to hand me my ass. I lost a close childhood friend, Charles Burke, due to COVID-19, my body was still speaking to me, pandemic blues had set in, and now I was losing the Ex Factor. My spirit was leaving my body. My spiritual retrograde was just beginning. I was struggling mentally, emotionally, and physically. Damn this blog is gonna be long. Sorry Nicole…(my biggest supporter) but I got a story to tell. I want to be swift about it but my spirit is floating over my body. EXIT CHAPTER TWO

The Universe Is Upside Down

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Mercury is currently in retrograde for the third and last time this year. For those who don’t understand what this means…google it. Shit is backwards and most signs are feeling the effects. And of course I’ve been showing my ass! So much so that I ain’t making no sudden movements until November 21! If you have something you want to hash out with me…it’s best to wait until then because I can’t guarantee what the outcome is going to be. I could hug you or I could tell you to go F yourself. Man…it could be a little bit of both. ??‍♀️ So I’m putting my foot in my mouth (with some help) and Mercury’s backwards ass is watching like my life is some good reality tv! ??‍♀️ So I sit and wait for some sort of normalcy. Sitting and waiting. Did I mention that I’m running so late this morning that I actually had to have a conversation with myself and ask myself if I was really headed to work?! ? Took a look at my bills and realized I had to go…. ? On NJ transit now…so I’m headed to somewhere in the city….bobbing and weaving the universe as I hold on to my lace frontal! I’m kind of wondering why Mercury’s butt did not write ahead of time to say….Hey Kingston, not only are the winter blues gonna tear you up but this retrograde is gonna have you looking like a clown around town?! That kind of letter would have been appreciated. One thing I’m learning is what I will and will not tolerate from myself and others. There are some I’m so sorry the retrograde got you caught up in my web and others that I’m making note are toxic folks year round…the retrograde is just highlighting what I may have missed. Did I mention that lately everything makes me cry? ??‍♀️ Damn that Mercury! I mean besides in times of death and sickness….I’m learning to cry when my money is funny! ???‍♀️ Yup losing what’s left of my fake mink eyelashes (at least I think they are) knowing damn well I can’t afford to go back and see my lash lady no time soon! ??‍♀️ Just plain Tom foolery…. yup that’s what this retrograde is. I wonder if this is how pregnant women feel throughout the entire nine months?! Or menopausal women?! ? If so….I just can’t be apart of none of that! Trying to figure out how to get this bitch Mercury off of me? Got ideas?! I mean ideas that require absolutely no jail time?! I’m…like…too pretty…for jail. ??‍♀️?? ~KJM on Temptation Tuesday. How’s the retrograde treating y’all? Anybody wig still on right? Lashes still in place? Write in and let me know lol. ❤️

Sitting In Traffic

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Sitting in traffic and have time to reveal more of myself to you. There are three months left in the year…. How are you feeling about 2019? For me…the highs were high (like my Vegas Birthday celebration) and the lows were low… financially it was a rough year. Also, I had to cut off or distance myself from some folks that I never thought I would. 2019 was definitely a better year for me than 2018 but it was definitely not my “year of arrival.” You know what I mean….that year that God blesses you in every area of life. ?? I’m still living paycheck to paycheck in a job I can’t stand…and still in a “situationship.” When it comes to end goals for a relationship…I am still not quite clear on marriage and children. Like are they for me? ??‍♀️ So that’s part of the reason why the Ex Factor gets away with some of the mess he does. ??‍♀️ BECAUSE I NEED TO BE CERTAIN ABOUT WHAT I WANT BEFORE I DEMAND IT!!!! And I need to be certain on what I’m willing to give to him AND us. Not all women are ready for a serious relationship as early as most. I AM STILL GROWING AND LEARNING. ❤️ BUT I for sure have an idea of how I want my family life, friendships, and money to run!!!! ??‍♀️ Guess these things are still going to take more time in God’s plan?! Sometimes I wish HE would fill me in on the end goals of my life… lol. Like let me take a sneak peak at HIS blueprint for my life. ??‍♀️ Now approaching the Lincoln Tunnel and reflecting on the fact that as much as NYC drains and exhausts me at times….I LOVE IT! ?Currently rocking this black see through kimono style jacket with my Blue Bang MAC Lipstick….and I’m ready for the subway. Ready to just be me. No matter what…I know I have a blessed life and I am completely grateful for it. ?? Just reflecting while I sit in traffic. Open to new chapters and more laughter. Open to just enjoy being in love in this present moment. It was never my plan to fall in love with any guy…much less fall in love (and hate at times) with one man for 9 years. Ups and downs…highs and lows….at least I now know that shit is possible. Sitting in the tunnel with my heart beating. ? Present in my own life…through the good and bad. I think that’s what it is all about. ??? ~KJM on Temptation Tuesday! Have a blessed day! Make the most of it!!!!

My 38th Trip Around The Sun

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Happy Temptation Tuesday! With almost the first 6 months of the year behind us…it’s time to do some reflection. A few weeks ago, I was blessed to celebrate the beginning of my 38th trip around the sun (my birthday) in Las Vegas with Harmony!!! And it was glorious! We partied, saw Janet Jackson in her limited residency, and watched Magic Mike Live (our third year). In between the drinks and sweet desserts, I could not be more grateful that the Good Lord chose me to live this imperfect but blessed life! Sometimes I feel challenged and like obstacles are always in my way but in the midst of celebrating my birthday….I am reminded of how far I’ve come! ?? Now that I’ve started my 38th trip around the sun, I want to share some wisdom! Here are 5 things that I have learned on my journey into my late 30s: 5. YOU CANNOT MAKE HIM LOVE YOU!!!! Whoa Chile….say that again for the folks all the way in the back…in the cheap seats! ?? There is no wearing a man (or any person for that matter) down when it comes to true and genuine love! If he don’t love you…he just don’t! Go out and be open to meeting a man who can love you the way you desire! Took Kingston 8.5 years to realize this!!! Don’t be Kingston! ??‍♀️ 4. SET BOUNDARIES FOR EVERYONE IN YOUR LIFE!!! If you let some folks, they will run off with your self esteem and your draws! ??‍♀️ No matter who the person is…family, friend, spouse, coworker, boss…set those boundaries!!!! And if they aren’t being met…get out of there! Toxic folks love to bring others down! I don’t care if it’s your own mama or papa…don’t allow that negative energy to seep in. Cut ties if need be! ?? This sounds crazy but you will thank me one day for dropping that little nugget on you!!!! 3. WE TEACH PEOPLE HOW TO TREAT US! To piggyback off of number 4, when we do not set boundaries in our own lives, folks will continuously walk all over us! Every day, how we interact with and react to others….directly and indirectly…teaches others how to treat us! ?? Whoa! This is something I wish I had really paid attention to in my 20s. The more shit you take is the more shit you gonna get! ? Folks watch how much of yourself you are willing to compromise for their company and they dish mess out accordingly! ??? No ma’am! This is not the way to get love and respect. The way you love and respect yourself, your time, and how you manage your life will guide others on how to treat you! ?? 2. SOME FRIENDSHIPS EXPIRE! Some friendships expire like spoiled milk on the damn sell date!!! Meaning you aren’t expecting stank curdled milk (yet) but that’s what you got! Every now and then we all need to take inventory of our friendships! The longer you have been friends with someone is the more you need to ASSESS if this friendship is STILL a positive one for you! I’ve had tons of old toxic friends try to hang on to our friendship under the guise of they have been my friend forever! News flash…some folks don’t know the meaning of real friendships or they suddenly forgot! Friendships are like any other relationships…they are a two way street that should serve as a positive, supportive, and inspiring force! If you are feeling like you need to get to another level in life….tweaking your immediate friend circle just may do the trick! We may have been down for 20 years but I’m evolving and so should our friendship!!! GROWTH! ?? 1. STEP OUT OF YOUR COMFORT ZONE AND TAKE RISKS!!! Remember that growth I spoke about in number 2….well it doesn’t happen when we continuously play life safely. In my 20s, I felt like I could do anything! As I approached my 30s, I noticed that society started limiting me. All of sudden my professional accomplishments did not matter if I was not married with children. First, I kind of accepted that the 30s are going to suck and started to question my entire being. Then I snapped the f*ck out of that negative feeling, started shedding negative friends who supported low self esteem and self doubt, and started to take some major risks in my life! ?? I continued to date a guy 8.5 years younger than me!!!? No matter how that shit turned out…it was a ballsy move that I got judged for left and right. ??‍♀️ In my 30s, I continued to randomly move around the east coast until I realized that Jersey was and is always home. I started to solo travel, dress even more sexier than when I was in my 20s (tastefully of course), and brag about my vibrators along with all my daily orgasms! ??? And my friends now match my life goals. I like my friends to be ahead of me in every area of life! No need to be the smartest one in my group…nothing to gain from that. And lastly, I am trying to find my career niche….the thing that’s going to define me as the growing empire I know I can be! It’s never too late for growth in all areas of life!! ~KJM is spitting knowledge on Temptation Tuesday! The 30s are the give no f*cks decade! ?? Shout out to HARMONY for out doing all the previous years she’s been hosting my birthday celebrations in Vegas! This journey of my 38th year around the sun started like no other!!! Love you girl! ?

Welcome Back To The Infamous Land Of Pimps And Hoes: 5 Forgotten Truths About Corporate America Edition

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It has been a while since I’ve taken you for a stroll through the rough streets of the land of pimps and hoes aka corporate America. As always, I will try to guide you the best I can so that you don’t get swallowed up in the belly of ruthless corporate jobs. Make no mistake…that is the intention of most corporate strategies for their employees…to suck our souls dry and then drop us. ??‍♀️ Sigh…. Every year I am learning something new that disgusts me a little further about the career choices I (and so many others) have made. Here are 5 forgotten truths about corporate America: 5. CORPORATE AMERICA DOES NOT LIKE IT WHEN YOU PUT YOURSELF FIRST! “Nothing is more important than your job,” They say. Thus, almost daily, most of us equate our jobs to the core of who we are. We put in long hours….generally forsaken ourselves and our loved ones. I cannot tell you how many times I have heard coworkers say that they cannot afford to take time off to go to the doctors. We have deadlines that we have to meet and some how our health (physical and mental) take a back seat. The corporate strategy here is to guilt us into thinking that if we miss work for ONE day…the world would end! This is simply not true. Our physical and mental health should always come first. Yes we need our jobs to pay bills and survive but what would be left of us if we continuously sacrificed our mental and physical health? NOTHING. 4. THERE IS A PRICE TO PAY FOR STANDING UP FOR YOURSELF! When the time arrives that it is imperative for you to demand that your mental and physical health comes first….corporate America won’t like it. God forbid we are sick or have sick loved ones that we need to tend to! “There is simply not rest for the weary!” Most high stress corporate jobs frown upon time off for ANY reason. The corporate strategy here is to guilt us into thinking that if we don’t work….don’t produce….they will find someone else that will. This is a great time to remind you of the underlining theme in all of my land of pimps and hoes’ blogs….WE ARE ALL REPLACEABLE IN CORPORATE AMERICA! I don’t care if you are the janitor or CEO of a corporation….you are on a time limit. Don’t believe me? Think of how many CEOs get booted out of companies they started! Steve Jobs (Apple) and Andrew Mason (Groupon) are perfect examples. Never mind that Jobs was invited back when Apple began to sink. Focus on the fact that he started that bitch and they still forced him out! ??‍♀️ So what does this all mean?! We are all in fact replaceable. This reasoning supports the theory that there may be times when there is a price to pay for when we stand up for ourselves on the work front. You could really lose your job or not receive a promotion! Yes…it is true that there is no rest for the weary. The question is…however….how long will we allow ourselves to be weary?! 3. ALWAYS NEGOTIATE FOR YOURSELF! Whether you are in the process of accepting a job offer or have been working for a company for many years…never stop negotiating for yourself. I know that this is easily said than done but it is so important. How we become weary is when we fail to negotiate for ourselves. We simply let corporate America pile on the hours and gruesome tasks while saying nothing. We just keep opening our mouths as they pile on manure….convincing ourselves that we like the taste of shit! No one likes shit! It’s waste that leaves our bodies! That’s what we become when we fail to negotiate for ourselves in toxic corporate environments….waste that has left our bodies! ??‍♀️ 2. CORPORATE AMERICA LOVES IT WHEN WE DON’T SLEEP! Up until this point, I have focused in on the need to take time off and the need to negotiate in our work environments. The greatest way, however, that corporate America robs us of our dignity and health is the loss of sleep! In my 30s, I probably average around 4 to 5 hours of sleep a night! I am turning 38 soon! ??‍♀️ Talk about dumb ass! I’m slowly working myself into an early grave with nothing to show for it. The worst part is I’ve been sacrificing myself out of complete desperation. I have bills! I have student loans! I need to eat! Shit…it never occurred to me that one could drop dead because of lack of sleep and rest…before seeing the fruits of their labor! ??‍♀️??‍♀️? Speaking of fruits of labor…does working for someone else to the point of exhaustion ever bare any fruit?! ??‍♀️ 1. THE BIGGEST MISTAKE MOST OF US MAKE IN CORPORATE AMERICA IS NOT INVESTING IN OURSELVES! Corporate America counts on us being so desperate to stay afloat that the only solution is to be enslaved to them. This corporate strategy is created so that employees can forget about investing in themselves. I am almost 38 years old, and I know nothing about stocks and bonds. ??‍♀️ And while I am multitalented, working 50-90 hours a week for someone else has made me put my dreams on hold. I am beyond exhausted! And thus, I have taken my eyes off the prize…ME!!! Because many of us did not come from wealthy business minded families, we have no blueprint of how to build financial stability and success through investing in ourselves. If you do not remember anything else I say…remember this…do not rely on one source of income!!!?? Whether you invest your money, come up with a savings plan, or start a side hustle…start today! Everyone is not meant to be an entrepreneur but we all have the capability of setting up a nest egg for the day we tell corporate America the big F you! ?? ~KJM on Flashback Friday. Can’t wait until I can say fuck it all and ride off into a sunset of my own making! ??

Life Comparisons Are A Form Of Destructive Behavior

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I know it has been a while. Something (family related) happened to me in 2018 that I have not fully bounced back from. Some days, I am still in love with blogging and other days (now more than ever), I let that “a day late and a dollar short feeling” take over my whole being. Have you ever felt this way? Completely lost while it seems like other folks have everything down pact? I go on these long rants that my good friend, Lioness, entertains instead of hanging up on me. ? I am convinced that I am having my fourth midlife crises…that is…over the last ten years! ??‍♀️ Looking around me and everyone appears to be excelling. Yet, here I am, just struggling to put words on a piece of paper. Writing use to come so easily to me. I hate to say it but I’m like Keyshia Cole and Adele….when I’m heartbroken…you are going to get great shit out of my writing. Sorry about your pending divorce Adele. Chin up and pen in motion. Not everybody’s life is art when things are falling apart. Most of us are just a damn mess and can’t quite explain why that is…even years after our messy breakups. So we keep you in our thoughts and prayers during this difficult time but also keep our credit cards warm for when that next heartbreakingly brilliant album drops. ??‍♀️ But I digress. Where was I? Oh yes….drowning in my own sorrows as I compare my life to others. ? Comparisons of ourselves and others are a form of destructive behavior. I mean….how do I know that I am a day late and a dollar short?! How do I know that others are not falling apart too but their Instagram pictures carefully hide it? Why do I feel like I’m the only one lost? I mean…I know where I want to go but have no clue how to get there. Maybe I’m not completely lost….I just keep circling aisle two in the supermarket…always forgetting what ingredients I need! ??‍♀️ This kind of shit does happen to other people right? But I take it so personally like life just sent me an unexpected f*ck you text! Don’t believe? This year marks my 20th year since high school graduation and my 10th year since graduation from graduate school. I have no plans of attending either reunion. I feel like I am not where I want to be so f*ck pretending! Still don’t believe me? For the last couple years, I have battled with losing weight and getting in shape. I have failed time and time again and put on even more weight. Thank goodness for my genetics or it would show more. This Lenten season, which will be over tomorrow, I decided to get fit for Jesus and pick up yoga for the 10th time! In a little over a month, I have had some pretty good results (non scale victories) that I have documented through photos. Yet I have no plans of sharing them until I’m sure that I am serious about getting in shape. At first I started off running, doing yoga, and doing other cardio activities during the week. My plan was to do something fitness related for at least 15 minutes a day. Six days of the week, that 15 minutes or more would be dedicated to real fitness. On the seventh day (any day I choose as a rest day), anything I do can been seen as getting fit…like laundry for a couple of hours or taking the long way to walk to work. This was my plan. At the beginning of April, however, a terrible bout of insomnia hit me and yoga ended up being the only exercise I could do at 4:30am that did not drain me. Sleep is so important to the fitness process and with no sleep…progress is slow. But I stayed the course and kept my promise because during Lent I can do anything for Jesus. Outside of Lent though….??‍♀️ This is how personally I take life’s hardships. If I don’t feel I’m living out my life’s purpose and am successful at it…then I don’t want to share. Hence my writing block in parts of 2018 and 2019. The one area I do not mind publicly failing at is relationships….because like who gets those right anyways?! ??‍♀️ Speaking of, in 2019, I have no plans of dating and everyone down to my GYN is asking why! I keep hearing….”use your youth while you got it.” Oh and “vet everyone you date” like I’m suppose to be interviewing guys for a job. ? Then I get asked if I’m heartbroken? ??‍♀️ To be honest…the Ex Factor situation has left me numb. To be even more crystal clear…I got bigger shit to worry about. I need 2019 to be a “I got 99 problems but a f*ck boy ain’t one” type of year. Whoa Chile…..that’s a word right there. ?? I am like most of the world. I loved and it was not returned. It did not work out. I got my shit together and I moved forward. I could care less who he is dating and what he is doing. I’m not going to be out there revenge dating. I will date when I’m ready to. And if this yoga stuff works out….I may have some extra time to date before my tits start sagging! ?? Besides, I believe in love at first sight. If my true love is smart…he’s out there getting himself ready for me too and not turning into community penis. I may f*ck a male hoe (especially in my younger days) but I won’t knowingly fall for nor knowingly marry one. I don’t love them hoes. Dick should be mostly mine and only mine (just with a few lovers before me). But I digress again. Where was I? Oh yes…on the topic of comparisons. I need to just stop doing that shit!!!!! ✌? ~KJM on Serenity Saturday….the day before Easter. A good time to say….”Forgive me Lord for I have sinned.” ??‍♀️ Got to reduce how much I curse. ?

Almost A Decade Of My Love And Styles: Chapter Eight, Year 2017 (A Special Love Week Edition)

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Year 2017. It is currently 4am. I am exhausted but I want to complete this series. This is the only time I have to write. 2017 was much like this morning…exhausting. I ended 2016 and began 2017 in San Francisco. It was a great start to the year with some 2016 feelings.? My hair was bone straight with a huge part to the side that covered my right eye. I was in full swing of experimenting with lipstick colors from Urban Decay (JUNKIE), NYX (DISORDERLY CHAOTIQUE), Mac Cosmetics (BLUE BANG made its premiere), and Too Faced Cosmetics (WICKED)! My skin was glowing from coast to coast. ? I felt sexy. And I was just that. SEXY! ?? Little did I know how painful 2017 (and 2018) was going to be. This chapter is quick and painful just like the year. Once back on the East Coast, my work schedule got so crazy that I was working over 90 hours a week. Knowing what was ahead of me and the work commitment I had made, I told the Ex Factor that he could leave me for I now had no time for dating (especially fake dating a f*ck boy). Ouch! This may sound like bitterness but it really isn’t. It was and is a fair assessment after I tell you how he emotionally/verbally dragged me through the year. ? Back to 2017. I told him he could leave me and date other women BUT he can’t date me AND them! And I meant every word. Work had to come first. The Ex Factor said he had no desire to leave me and would work with my hectic schedule. ??‍♀️ This was the year that the Ex Factor lost the ability to even make me happy for an hour. Even if I f*cked him (I guess out of habit), I would immediately be disgusted with him first AND then with myself next. 2017 was the year I started to loathe him!!! ? Why? Oh let me tell you why! On top of a crazy work schedule, my father was battling cancer! ?❤️ The day before my Daddy’s surgery, I asked the Ex Factor if he was waiting on a better love to do right by because he sure wasn’t doing right by me!!! This motherfucker (I am not going to bleep out this curse word because he fucking earned it) had the nerve to tell me that he has NEVER been IN love with anyone but has love for me?!!! Motherfucker what?! Motherfucker who?! This is the same bitch that stayed with your broke trifling ass for YEARS and still treated you well! And to hit me with such news the day before my dad’s surgery (which I had recently told him about)!!!! What trash! I was in love with trash! I am now vacationing at Fuck Boy nation. ??‍♀️ I dropped one tear (privately) and then I told that lazy not even good for a fuck motherfucker that I don’t give a damn about love or no love but his ass better be there for me on the day of my dad’s surgery or there will be blood! ??? I don’t play when it comes to my family! My whole body became numb but my spirit was on fire!!! ??? From that moment on, I started to lose respect for him and tried to escape the mess I found myself in. I am ashamed there is even a Chapter 9 (Year 2018) with this fool! ??? Before I forget, the Ex Factor did check in on the day of my dad’s surgery but I didn’t need him. A male friend and I texted all day from the moment my family and I drove to upstate New York (where the surgery was taking place) up until my dad was in recovery! I cannot thank my male friend (who lives in DC) and all my other friends who held me down during this difficult time! To God Be the Glory…my father is still in remission! ?????? After Daddy was okay, I continued my solo travels and ended up going to Vegas THREE times this year! I ended 2017 and started off 2018 in Vegas with Harmony. Despite his taking back his I love you (he really could have kept that fake shit in the first place), the Ex Factor latched on like any abuser would to his victim! What a fucking year! ~KJM dropping Chapter Eight on Flashback Friday. This was by far the hardest chapter to write because clearly I was not loving myself enough to escape this fool. Currently, I am writing you from a wiser and stronger place. What does not kill us often times does make us stronger. Oh one more thing, a man who treats a woman like this is not one fit to lead for he is no man…just a boy. And this is clearly someone who doesn’t love himself because for the first time since I met him in 2010, I finally saw him…the way he saw himself…a boy not worthy of me (or any good woman for that fact)!!! I really hope and pray he does better and grows up. It would break my heart if I heard that another woman had to go through what I did…just like it did when Julio told me how horrible he had been to his ex girlfriends and ex fiancés! ???‍♀️ IMPORTANT SIDE NOTE: this is the year Willow and my friendship really started to fall apart. She was NOT there for me when I needed her. I visited Chicago TWICE the year before to support her on a risky pregnancy and her postpartum. Where were you when my Dad was battling cancer? I barely got calls much less texts. If you are reading this, you should never wonder why we are no longer friends…

First Message Of 2019

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Recently I’ve been reading a lot of articles/blogs from people in their early 30s feeling confused. In my 20s, I never felt left behind nor ahead of others. Then in my 30s (from the jump), I woke up one day always feeling “a day late and a dollar short” in life. From my career to being a blogger to being a lover…I always woke up feeling short. Through it all though, I stay present in my life from the ups (my vacations and my nieces and nephews) and the downs (almost everything else). To those just entering this decade, you are going to get your ass handed to you a million times but you just got to get up. You got to travel even if there is no one to travel with…you got to keep writing even if people aren’t reading….you got to get out of bed even if you don’t have the energy to…you got to say goodbye to lovers while welcoming the chance of new love at an unexpected time…you got to keep living and believing in yourself. You have to still LIVE. That’s what I tell myself when I board that plane (typically alone), when I take pics in my bikinis, and when I have to start over continuously in my personal life. The journey isn’t really about what we accomplish…it’s really about how much we have grown and learned to love ourselves…. Hang in there! “I am not only a client…I am the president.” Lol. ~KJM on Serenity Saturday.

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