Tag: truthers

Keep Walking in your truth

Some people will do you dirty, lie on your name, twist the truth, and then play the victim… just so they don’t have to face what they actually did to you.
And the wild part? They’ll start convincing others you were the problem just so they can sleep at night. They’ll build a whole storyline, cast you as the villain, and act it out so well you start questioning your own reality.
But here’s the truth:
They’re not telling that story because it’s real.
They’re telling it because if they were honest about who you really were—loyal, loving, patient, forgiving—then they’d have to admit they hurt a good person.
And most people can’t handle that kind of guilt.
So instead, they lie.
They exaggerate.
They deflect.
They project.
They create a version of you that justifies their betrayal. Because as long as you’re the “bad guy” in their narrative, they don’t have to take responsibility. It’s cowardly. It’s manipulative. It’s honestly demonic.
But baby, don’t lose sleep over it.
You don’t have to run around defending yourself to people who are committed to misunderstanding you. You don’t have to argue with people who heard one side and ran with it. You don’t have to prove your goodness to folks who never really cared to know the real you in the first place.
Because the truth? God saw it all. God heard the conversations you weren’t invited to. God watched the moves they made behind your back. God knows the heart you had, the chances you gave, the silence you kept when you could’ve exposed everything.
And while they’re out here doing PR to save face, God is keeping receipts.
Every lie. Every betrayal. Every twist of the story.
Accountability will come. Just not always on your timeline.
So don’t let the smear campaign shake you.
You keep walking in truth.
You keep protecting your peace.
You keep choosing healing over hate.
Because in the end, character will always reveal itself. You don’t have to clear your name when the truth has a way of surviving the lies.
People might forget how it really went down—but God doesn’t. And when He steps in to handle it? Baby, you’ll be glad you didn’t lift a finger.
Let them talk.
Let them perform.
Let them live in the lie if it helps them sleep.
You? You just keep glowing, growing, and giving it to God.
Because what they did might’ve hurt you, but how you handled it? That’s what’s gonna bless you.
And that’s on peace, protection, and prayers that hit every time. ❗️💯

Cured to Death – Psychiatric

The photo of me on the left in the blue was taken today, April 8th 2025

The remaining 3 photos were taken almost exactly a year ago.

In March of 2023, I experimented with Psilocybin and Marijuana.

** mine was Xanax , as addictive as Heroin

It was the first time in my 26 years I have ever tried a substance other than alcohol.

Unfortunately, I experienced a horrible reaction to these substances, leading to my psychiatric hospitalization.

Prior to this event in March of 2023, I have never been on any kind of medication, nor have I ever been diagnosed with any kind of mental/physical health condition.

Discharge date from the psychiatric hospital

April 17th, 2023

I was informed that if i “refused treatment,” I will have to stay hospitalized longer. At this point, I was there for 10 days.

Coerced to comply with an

Injection of an antipsychotic and held down against my will.

LAI (Long Acting Injection)

Aristada (Abilify)1064MG 2 month dose

I was sent home with 4 prescriptions of new medications i have never been on in my life.

3 weeks after my discharge date and the injection of the antipsychotic, I started to experience severe negative reactions that were nearly impossible to endure or explain to my doctor and family.

I was told it was ” just my new mental illness ” and that I had to remain on the medication for the rest of my life.

I knew in my heart and gut that this was wrong and did not make sense. At all.

● 22 days in 3 different hospitals

(Psychiatric hospitals + emergency rooms)

● 20Ibs lost after my hospital stay

● 3 1/2 months medicated

(2 month injection + oral pills)

(Lexapro 10MG Antidepressant )

Escitalopram

(Abilify 15MG Antipsychotic)

Aripiprazole

● 2-3 hours of sleep a night

● 50 days pacing with terror 10 hours a day (Akathisia)

Akathisia https://g.co/kgs/byVpBzj

● 300 + days having severe suicidal thoughts

● 350 days unable to work

● 20 + hours a day in bed for 4 months at my worst 80% of my 320 days were spent in bed/couch

● 3 close suicide attempts

● 9 years together with my husband ended in a divorce

● 30+ friends/family members disappearing in the hardship, from lack of understanding and fear

● 20+ doctor appointments/visits

General practitioners, psychiatrists, therapists, neurologists, acupuncturists, nutritionists, and many more. $15,000 + dollars later

● 8 beautiful humans i met in online support groups, who were mothers, sisters, fathers, sons, and partners, unfortunately, lost their battle from medication harm. Ending their own lives due to the constant state of torture.

320 days spent in a chemical straight jacket was the only way for me to describe it.

It has come full circle now in 2025, almost

2 years later, since the day i was injected.

I am now a year into remission/recovery from the iatrogenic injury that was brought upon by the antipsychotic injection.

During the 320 days in the chemical straight jacket:

I was unable to feel life

Unable to laugh

Unable to sleep

Unable to work

Unable to enjoy a meal

Unable to enjoy music

Unable to enjoy a book

Unable to enjoy a movie

Unable to enjoy nature

Unable to enjoy intimacy

Unable to feel love

Unable to feel human connection.

I can not put into words the inhumane experience i endured.

I am not posting this for ” I am so sorry, Jess.”

I am posting this because it’s the human thing to do.

Our children

Our grandmothers

Our grandfathers

Our mothers

Our fathers

Our loved ones are being medicated and not being properly informed of the risks these man made, brain altering chemical “medications ” can cause.

Especially long-term.

I do not know how I am still alive, to be honest.

By the grace of God and my stubborness to live, and to be able to tell the tale of how I almost lost my life, from a man made chemical that a doctor forced me to take after speaking with me in a hallway for 10 minutes.

Please, please, please take the time to always inform yourself and do your research before you put anything in or on your body 🙏 And have a plan of care in emergency situations for your loved ones in case you need to represent/advocate for them.

Thank you for those of you who took the time to read this ❤️