“You’re sleeping with my husband!” It was 9:42 AM on a Wednesday, and my best friend was screaming this most horrible accusation outside of my home. “I can’t believe you! You… dis…loyal… bitch!” She shouted while banging her fists against the heavy oak door. She hit with such force that I swore I felt the … Continue reading Whores & Wives by Trista Daniell
A few years ago I posted I wanted to work 5 hours a day and make full time pay. Today, I work @4 - 5 hours a day and make full time pay. This is not to brag......this is to encourage. Speak it. Pray on it. Do things that move you towards the goal. Speak … Continue reading Speak It. Pray On It. Trust.
Previously on Whores & Wives: I, II, III, IV, V, VI, VII, VIII, IX It’d been a week since the funeral and I still hadn’t returned to work. Instead, I saw the girls off to school, Derrick Michael off to work, and I climbed back in bed with the goal of remaining undisturbed. Except my … Continue reading Whores & Wives [X]
Previously on Whores & Wives: I, II, III, IV, V, VI, VII, VIII This installment features characters from my other series, The Unexpected Proposition. Tune in to that story, here. It was eerily beautiful the morning of Carmen’s funeral. Everything went perfect, as if Carmen had a hand in directing it all. Barnard was cordial enough … Continue reading Whores & Wives [IX]
Good Morning. She whispered beneath covers her head between legs that spread across tussled sheets and feathered duvets. Good Morning, I respond. body heat & wet sheets & french kisses up the nape of my neck.... nail scratching lip biting soul latching chakra healing we make love until orgasms cum.... Oh, what a lovely way … Continue reading Good Morning 🙂
Previously on Whores & Wives: I, II, III, IV, V, VI, VII I hired childhood friend and sorority sister, Lisa Turner, as my attorney. She was one of the best in the business and I knew I could trust her with my secrets, attorney or not. We’d met for drinks earlier in the day and … Continue reading Whores & Wives [VIII]
Wake Up! Wake Up! Sisters, please! Open your eyes! Wipe away the slumber Peel back the scab of lies! We. Are. Deceived! They tarnish our divinity, hide our history, and condition our minds to frailty by proclaiming us the "weaker sex". Do you not know? Have you not heard? YOU are goddess YOU are lifegiver … Continue reading Alarm Clock (Wake Up) #Women
“So, you're saying you...weren't...having an affair with Barnard?” “…I wasn’t.” "...and your twin sister, whom you don't know, was?" "Yes...I know it sounds crazy, but it's true. I can give you here information and everything. You can even check with the hotel. We made such a scene, I know someone saw us." "...I'll verify your story." I could tell she didn't believe a word I was saying. "But...in the meantime, maybe you can help me clear up something else." I shifted in my seat and narrowed my eyes. I'd been here long enough and wasn't in the mood to play games. "Look, whatever you need to know just ask. I have nothing to hide. I told you that." “Have you ever had an affair with Carmen?” “WHAT?" I sat up in my chair, "Why would you ask me that?” "Because I need to know" “You’re avoiding the question, have you…or have you not had an affair with Carmen?” “No.” “No, you’re not having an affair right now…or no you’ve never had an affair?” “We’ve never had an affair.” “Are you sure?” “Yes, I’m sure," I responded, indignant. "I think I know who I’ve been with.” I stared her in the eye, attempting to sell my truth. She wasn't buying. “Well, see…that’s where things get sticky. Maybe your memory has failed you?” She opened the folder on the table, pulled out several papers, and shoved them in my face.
So this came cross my newsfeed this morning....with its usual negative comments from self righteous heteros 😒: I don't know the poster...but an associate shared this and it appeared in my timeline and of course....I gotta step in and speak my peace (which I did on her post). Sharing here too because others need to … Continue reading When Heteros Judge….Parade Edition
Me, one. Me, too. Me, three. Me, four. How many times before we call her a whore? So quick to pass judgement to degrade her name rather label her a "slut", than him a rapist.... protect his name! Women & Girls who "get" raped ALWAYS receive blame.... shame.... degradation of character.... and the public's disdain.... … Continue reading Rape Culture
Having bipolar disorder is like sharing a body with your worst hater. One minute it's telling you you can rule the world and you're friggin amazeballs..... the next it's taunting you...Ohhhh...you really thought you could do that huh? Girl, ain't nobody checkin for your words like that.... *sideeyes hating personality in mirror* Totally my own … Continue reading Bipolar Musings….10.20.17