Previously on Whores & Wives: I, II, III, IV, V, VI, VII, VIII, IX, X, XI, XII, XIII, XIV “Do whatever you can to make this go away, even if that boy is telling the truth she was coerced into it.” I spoke in a firm voice, arms folded across my chest. “You know I … Continue reading Whores & Wives XV
Previously on Whores & Wives I, II, III, IV, V, VII, VIII, IX, X, XI, XII I hung my head and traipsed through the hall where an elevator was waiting. I pressed the button for the garage and pulled my phone from my purse. ARE YOU AVAILABLE TODAY? I NEED A FULL BODY SPECIAL. I … Continue reading Whores & Wives XIII
Previously on Whores & Wives: I, II, III, IV, V, VI, VII, VIII, IX, X, XI "She’s the kind of woman who always covers her tracks. Trust me, she’s cooking up something in retaliation right now, I can feel it. I don’t know what it is, but I know she won’t stop until she makes … Continue reading Whores & Wives XII
Previously on Whores & Wives: I, II, III, IV, V, VI, VII, VIII, IX, X (note chapter x was updated with changes, you'll need to go back and read it again if you've read it already.) “I told you officers...” I said, sitting on the couch holding an ice pack to my head. “I’m pretty … Continue reading Whores & Wives [XI]
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]
“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
People often think of #bipolardisorder in terms of severe mood swings at any given moment 🙄 (a false and unfair stereotype that does NOT cover all individuals living with the disorder, particularly those who are not in the midst of an episode and/or who have developed appropriate techniques to deal with triggers ) but.... Sometimes … Continue reading Moments of Mania w/ #TristaDaniell
You KICKED me while i was down... ...because you believed i would not [could not] recover. BUT! in the words of my great Grandcestor Maya Angelou, STILL!!!!!!!!! I RISE. -Trista.Daniell
Once during self reflection, I was tasked with the question, "Who are you really upset with?" ...after hesitation, I realized the root of the anger was towards myself. The reason is not important, but the outcome was like a healing balm to my soul. I was trapped in anger...that I was directing towards others out … Continue reading You need to forgive…yourself.
Undress her slowly.... Savor the moment Tease with the tongue.... Touch her, softly Trail your fingers Caress her body ...let it linger.... Foreplay. -Trista Daniell ©tristadaniell
I try to avoid lying whenever I can. I believe that whole "honesty is the best policy" thing embedded in our heads as children primarily because I got my 🤬 beat for telling "little" lies enough to develop an aversion to lying - or so I thought. Recently in self-reflection, I was mulling about being … Continue reading The Lies We Tell
I've always been a gentle person when it comes to dealing with other people. I know what it's like to feel unwanted, tolerated, and shunned so I make it my duty to treat others as kind as I possibly can because I might be the only kindness they experience that day. These days, people celebrate … Continue reading Kindness should be…earned?
See me, as I AM. NOT as men told me to be... mold me to be... scold me to be . Woeeee you say, to me. How dare I, be free? For the Law of Love has set me... but what of thee? Condemned by the very Law you use to disdain me. How can … Continue reading Blinded.
Can I get honest with yall for a minute? I've been that socially awkward girl as long as I can remember. These days, being awkward is like a badge of honor, everyone wants to be different...showcase their quirk...but social anxiety is nothing to showcase. It's a frustratingly isolating experience that you desperately wish to conquer, … Continue reading F*CK “FRIENDS”
We make love to the sound of cicadas singing at the rising of the morning sun. . 'tis glorious! . When our bodies dance in a Lust-filled trance and.... we exchange parts of ourselves for a few hours of exuberance... astronomical bliss! we make.... Love, in lust. -Trista Daniell @Trista.Daniell (IG) http://www.TristaDaniell.com
You say you want to be healed, But everyday you wake up You take a knife to your wounds And cloak yourself in the trauma of your pain. Refusing any alternative. You wail through the streets With blood stained garments Making a scene of your suffering every place you go.... A chorus of complaints arise … Continue reading You say you want to be healed, but….do you? Really?