mi has issues.
i told ya’ll this in that last entry.
i was so disturbed with the news i heard today.
my day was ruined because of it.
“why would you allow your day to be ruined?”
i guess i accepted reality today.
the reality is this is how shit really is.
this is how mi really is.
so i spoke with my aunt today.
i had a dream about mi the other night.
the details of the dream are fuzzy,
but she was in trouble.
it stuck with me ever since.
i wanted to call to see how she was doing in florida,
especially with hurricane irma,
but i couldn’t.
so i texted my aunt to find out what was going on.
our cousin washed her paws of mi,
so she told me to call our aunt and she will give more details.
what she told me…
so she said that mi blew up her phone at 7am a few nights ago.
they weren’t speaking.
before mi came to my spot,
she stayed over there for a little bit.
mi told me all these things our aunt did to her.
she painted her in this negative light.
that is a foreshadow.
so she tells me how mi tells her…
“i was raped.
they put me in here falsely.
call the police.”
now our aunt is older and sick.
even though mi burned her bridges,
she still loves her.
she has been sending mi money to help her.
mi told her that she was raped by this wolf “that was helping her”.
he is married and bought her things.
so our aunt asked to speak to the nurses at the facility.
from our records,
mi was not raped.
she was sent her because she was acting crazy at the shelter.
whatever drugs she used made her cause a scene.”
so mi is back on drugs?
she told me she wasn’t smoking anymore.
when our aunt spoke back to mi,
you know what mi told her?
“i lied about being raped.
i wanted you to get me out of here.
we had sex and it was rough.
it felt like rape.”
i could not believe what i was hearing.
what bothered me the most is this isn’t the first time mi accused someone wrongly,
especially when it came to something sexual.
i had to wonder if she lied the first time?
that was my cue to have a real talk with my aunt.
after my parent’s death,
i separated myself from at that side of the family.
they are hood af,
and just full of drama.
we are now speaking years later because of mi.
only because of mi.
everything mi has told me has been a lie.
mi has manipulated all of us.
she has slandered us to play the victim in hopes of catching sympathy.
that’s why she didn’t call me during this pysch stint.
she knows i’m over her shit and she can’t manipulate me anymore.
mi spit on our aunt,
in her own den,
after being told not to bring pineapples into her home anymore.
all mi wanted to do was do her hair,
flex on social media,
and fuck with “ain’t shit” pineapples.
she dead ass asked my aunt to call some pineapple to fly down to see her.
everything i complained about that she did at my crib,
she also did at my aunt’s spot.
mi even called the police and accused our aunt of assaulting her.
none of this was told to me before she got to my spot.
she told me for real alternative facts.
i don’t know WHY she helped her again.
it was all leads me to believe mi is really fuckin’ dangerous.
i don’t trust her.
apparently she is back in new yawk now.
she is back to hanging with her pack of jackals.
she is trying to be a stripper.
she wants to strip now.
so this is why my day was ruined.
i called/texted a few folks i knew about this today.
“well what did you expect jamari?
why are you upset tho?”
it was like being in a movie and the bad guy was revealed.
the one who was trying to throw everyone off their scent.
she is legit fuckin‘ crazy.
she cannot be trusted and will never see the inside of my crib again.
she might not hear my voice because i’m dead set on blocking her.
i’m all prepared for that phone call to tell me she is dead tho.
Is it wrong to say that gives me some kind of peace?
the way she is going,
i don’t expect miracles.
lowkey: i am emotionally/mentally drained.
it took a lot to write this,
but i couldn’t wait to update you.