I am pulling back my power. I will no longer allow anyone to determine my worth, for I know what it is. I do not believe in magic, spells, or any kind of demonic witchcraft that people always seem to want to bring into life. I believe in good and I believe in evil. I believe in God and I believe in the devil. I believe in true, real-life spiritual warfare, and I am a veteran of it.

​I’ve spent a lot of time in my life making mistakes, but I have also spent a lot of time trying to correct them. I always try to hold myself accountable for my actions. If the things I have done have damaged or hurt others, I have tried to go out of my way to make amends. Still, I move on without offering forgiveness to those who have tried to hurt me; instead, I let it go and I give it to God.

​I find myself alone in my life without a partner because I choose not to have one. I choose to focus on myself and take care of my family. I know people don’t like me, and I know some people want to see me fail. That’s their God-given right, but they don’t get to control the narrative of my life. I write my own story. I have given the pen away countless times throughout my life, but I refuse to give that pen away anymore.

​I know about all the lies you’ve told about me and all the untrue things you’ve said. But I let that go and gave that to God, too. While I was trying to love you, you were trying to destroy me. They always say, “Keep your friends close, but keep your enemies closer.” Well, mine literally lived underneath me for years.

​I have managed to keep myself together, and I believe I have a resilience that is unshakable. I have always wanted the best for others, even when they didn’t want the best for me—even my own family. Emotionally and mentally, my mind is completely stable. The things that should have destroyed me and trapped me in my mind only made me stronger. I went within, and I had to forgive myself.

​I have been called a liar, a cheat, a thief, and unapproachable. I have lied, but I am not a cheat and I am not a thief. Others project their insecurities and their own life struggles onto me, only because they can’t bear to carry their own cross. I would never ask for an apology from anyone who has done me wrong. The past is the past, and we move on.

​I’ve dealt with so many people who have lied to me, manipulated me, gaslighted me, and treated me like an idiot. But every red flag they threw out, I put in my pocket and saved for later. I kept receipts. I wrote down notes of all the little things that seemed off. People will try to make you paranoid and ruin yourself, making you believe something is going on when it’s not. It took me a long time to realize this and distance myself from them. Some people in life will hate you just to hate you, even if they don’t know you. As for me, I don’t hate anyone, nor do I really care to like anyone. Validation is not a key factor in my life; I don’t need it from anyone, because I have it from God.

​I’m not perfect. I sin. I make mistakes—I’ve made the same ones repeatedly for years, trapped in insanity, doing the same thing while expecting different results. I have never been ashamed to tell anybody about the type of person I am or about my past. It has taught me a lot about people and their nature. I keep to myself and I do my own thing.

​I’m not blind. Everything you were trying to do—I kept a count of it and receipts for it. I was two steps ahead of you the whole time, even while you gathered your small little army, even when you tried to ruin my life and take away my rights. I had to play the fool to catch the fools.

​Now, I would just like to have my peace. Others don’t want me to have it, but I will. I will continue pushing forward. I will continue loving God, believing in God, and keeping my faith strong, even when I make mistakes.

​Never give up. Always remember you’re worthy.