Chapter 4
The relationship breaks down... Stuff happens and/or people do things to make it end or ruin it... There's jealousy, bitterness, and covetous motives...
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Happiness haters abound. Is it racially motivated? Is it financial? Is it beauty or lack thereof related? Is it an age thing? Is there power and intangibles? Is there mental illness, addictions, and abuse? So... what is it...
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Inevitably, there will be struggles, disagreements, and growing pains in relationships that are overcome or break down. It's hard to pinpoint one thing in most situations, but in others, it's apparently obvious...
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The lies are too delusional and irrational. The voice quavers and the hands tremble... The guilty is stuck.
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Love Or Something Like It Doesn't Always Last...
How do you and your partner define love? What does that mean to you... There's lust, envy, and evil thoughts that can't be hidden.
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A cover-up is not a coverall. In my life, the mob, mafia, cartels, governements, law enforcement, and international affairs of past generations and my experiences that have tried to entrap, blame, and kill me - in every and all ways. I am Korean and Swiss educated.
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I am not your girl next door Dairy Queen confection of small town corruption and ain't-shit without shellac. That ain't me.
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The haters are always less than and have delusional dreams and evil desires to steal intangibles and tangibles that are impossible. You can only ever be you. That's the only thing you can do.
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Popularity and likability isn't an algorithm. It's a rhythm and vibration that is oft imitated but never duplicated. The thieves, snakes, scorpions, urchins, eels, and squids shall lay in desperation.
Moving Onwards + Upwards
In my personal experiences, I allow myself to feel my feelings and to go over things mentally and emotionally so that I can physically go on. After a relationship number in the double digits and two engagements that I broke off (really more than that but...), I have continued on my way and in my life to better things.
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Sometimes the blessing in the break-up is the lived experiences and the inner-knowing that you can heal and come back to life stronger - with more compassion, understanding, and justice than ever. Men will always walk, stalk, rape, and kill. That's a fact and a racial issue...
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Despite that unfortunate and annoying nuisance of a wretched reality which reflects poverty, abuse, mental illness, and addiction, the strong women who continue on with their heads held eye live as an example to other females who need that. They need to see and know of someone who's done the impossible to redefine what possible means to them. The general intelligence and emotional quotient is reliant on these examples who are exemplar to the norm - the run of the mill, ordinary, every day sob stories. Everybody has a sob story. Who is truly worthy of admiration?
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I don't make excuses. I illuminate inconvenient truths.
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Not everyone can or should do that. That's why it's easy to cull out the copy cats, fakes, jealousy jezebels, and unholy wannabes. Women of worth exist.
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Pick-me girls and showboats need external validation so they employ unhealthy patterns of people-pleasing and trying to one-up others. Inferiority and superiority complexes that start within themselves. They are the issue, not the real ones.
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You only have yourself at the end of the day. I live that way.