Killing mommy (at 13 years of age), was not something I attempted to do because I was some sort of a monster; on the contrary, it was, she, who was the monster; a Narcissist. Trapped, wounded, and encaged, I was driven to put an end to her evil reign.
I will publish the sensitive details of my memoir in time.
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❤️ 💜 ❤️
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Well, Tamara, quite the teaser, wouldn’t you say? Naturally, I had no idea, and now the mind scrambles to fill in the blanks.
All good things come to those who wait, but try not to be too long, OK?
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I will try to get it out ASAP, and will keep everyone posted, as well. I do hope that Mommy would approve. 😊
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It sounds like you’ve had a rough deal, Tamara – and I’m sorry to hear that! Sending love and positivity!
Donna 🧚🏻♀️❤️🐝
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Hi Donna, I believe we all have it rough at some point in our lives, and we grow from it. ❤️
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Intriguing title, Tamara. Looking forward to seeing it in the stores.
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Thank you, Bill; I just sent you an email. 💫
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Got it! Thanks.
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Nice title. Keep going.
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I am obliged; thank you so much for your encouragement. 💫
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Ah..
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Working on my memoir…
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