Day 7

  JUST
†RIDE† 

 STEAL TRAINS

BREE-DEFINED.

Day 7                    completed
Week One            completed

Technically, this is the beginning of day eight.  But, since I am still trying to find my days and nights
lets just go ahead and call this the day’s end of seven!

Its been a rough week for me.

I have come to terms with the best way to recover is to embrace who I am.
Publicly. Personally. Socially.

Addiction is a bitch.

One week ago I decided to become a bigger bitch than my problem by literally making
my addiction my bitch.  Oh and believe me, I have a plethora of addictions.  I can’t even get started without
going off on a tangent.  So, I will just begin with this…

Thank You.
For remaining loyal friends, family, and fans.

Without the knowledge of your existence I don’t know if I would be so excited to start this new journey.

Follow with me as I journal my “Ride”

through conquering my fears of the

roller coasters I have created.  As I 

Re-Define myself and everything I ever

thought I was….

 

LET ME CATCH YOU UP.

 

THE RIDE

 

JANUARY     2013

I went to Vegas and met the “boss of the bay”.

This was the beginning of the Ride.

FEBRUARY  2013

I came to Williston, North Dakota and became a ACTUAL stripper.  Making easily $800-$1000 a night, two weeks
without a night off, straight hustling.  Promoted Eddie Money.  Had a blast.  Got gamed up on “IZM”
from some down ass woman.

MARCH 13 2013

Eddie Money was a BUST.  Went back to Vegas then Cali.

MARCH 28th 2013

ONE YEAR DRUG FREE BESIDES MARY GREEN.

MARCH 28th 2013

FELL OFF THE TRAIN TRACKS.  Started sleeping with a married man who was
going through a “divorce” oh and got my “purse took” more “IZM”

APRIL 2013

Got jacked by that married guy. AGAIN long story.

MAY-JUNE

Went RENEGADE ROUGE STRIPPER!

JUNE 2013

Got wifed up.

JULY 2013

I started to really fuck it all off. 

Four months after coming to Williston is the beginning of this story.

SEPTEMBER 2013

Got my car stolen.  Moved to Williston.

FAST FORWARD.

Almost a year of more fucking up

OH AND I CANT FORGET

A year of being Wifey with ups and downs the plenty.  Overwhelming amount
of love on both ends.  Almost too much at times.  Other times our rebel ways
are almost too perfect for one another…

my love
my opposite
my congruent.

.

.

.

JUNE 2014

FINALLY went home.  Worked the Dabs Kings booth at the 2014 High Times Cannabis Cup!

---

---

AUGUST 13 2014

The day I decided to redefine myself.
To choose my destiny through a positive motivated outlook.
To no longer succumb to the demons of a lesser me that constantly beckon.
I will allow myself to see my own beauty and
I will appreciate the gifts that I have been given.
No longer taking advantage of the beautiful life that I have.
Instead,I will be strong and steady and
I will endure and embrace….

ME.

---

---

AUGUST 20 2014

TODAY

END OF DAY 7..

Still trying to find my days and nights…
Its been hard.  But at least there are no drugs besides green and gold
I feel clean. level. aware.

I can honestly say after 7 days I finally feel like I’m no longer Zombie Crawling
through life.  Desperately grasping for sleep or energy.  I literally spent 4 solid days
SLEEPING.  Between the pillows and the refrigerator I had a million melt downs.
It disappoints me to admit that in my time of sorrow and despair and HARD COLD TURKEY.
I gave into my addiction of pain management through “release” as I like to call it.

At least its not a toxin.  just physical pain.. Ill just use the scars as a memory of this journey..
Ill wear them with pride. I only wish my scars were only caused by me.

Week One
of
Re Defining Me

---

Are you ready to get real with me.?

I’m no longer able to hold back.

 

CHECK BACK DAILY.