I have always let my work speak for itself, that’s why I never got into trouble, because I know how to act. Unlike many who still act like kids and cause drama and continue to play the victim. I will always be good to others, I don’t have hate or jealousy. No matter what I do, I am dammed if don’t, and dammed if I do. Who’s going to screw this up, next? Is someone who had someone good, and there is no going back to how things you used to be. You wanted me out, you wanted to destroy me and get me into a lot of trouble, but it didn’t happen. The jealousy got the best of you. Least the ones who were honest and true and stood by my side, saw the truth and saw what was actually going on, isn’t sad a meeting has to be about me, because several grown adults can’t act right. Instead of taking accountability for your mistakes and actions, you use me as a blaming mat, enough is enough. No more blaming me for shit I didn’t do. You only wanted to take credit for what I did, because you are envious of me. I helped you each and everyday, I stayed later to make you sure you were set. I set you up with success, and all you gave me was hell. Now you are paying the price because of it. I will make mistakes, I’m not perfect, but I didn’t deserve any of this. You want the credit of someone who worked their ass of to be where they are. You want everything for free instead of working hard and earning your success.

Funny how being an asset can bring so much jealousy out of so many individuals, never once did I let that change me, I never acted entitled or arrogant. I do have the right to be pissed and to walk away and not give a reason why out friendship is over. You started the drama, and you still can’t figure out why I have nothing to do with you. After all the shit you pulled at the job, there was nothing left and don’t pretend like you didn’t do nothing wrong. You are a grown ass adult three times older than my age, with a child of their own and still acts like a kid. The type writer is sharing things I would never share, because it was time to express how I really feel about all of this. I am not leaving or changing myself, because you are jealous. You weren’t a friend, just someone you could use to lie and get me into a lot of trouble and you made everyone else who joined you, get into trouble as well. This isn’t high school, all of you are grown as adults, who love the drama, but when you are called out you love to play the victim. Grow the hell up, it’s a-shame that I am younger than you, and still make you look like an idiot. I will still continue remaining the same, while you will continue to make a fool of yourself.

Being an asset of a place, have the majority of people hate you because you make them look bad, when they are lazy and don’t do anything, but get mad when you do your job. The modern idiot is someone who favors the one who does nothing because they can sit in the back, instead of doing their job. While the one who actually does their job, everyone hates. You created your downfall, not mine. You can’t be mad for treating me unfairly, and get the consequences you deserve. Don’t act nice or lie your way out of treating me unfairly. The modern idiot is thinking they are hiding how they really feel, when they are showing all of their cards. No apology will fix anything because everything you do will always be two faced. You got caught, but you want send a nasty email describing things I didn’t do and how nothing was done, when I did everything you described and more. You forgot to close and nothing was done that night, the next day all of us had to do a two jobs at once. In the end you made yourself look like a fool and your jealousy got the best of you. I have been nothing but respectful to all of you, from a professional stand point, but personal stand point I have nothing to do with you.

Mother’s Day should be a holiday filled with joy, but instead two ways of joy are not joy at all and you wish to skip this holiday every year. Not being able to have a child of my own, while discontinuing a relationship that was unhealthy. It’s a holiday that only remains with pain. Being thankful to have children of your own who cherish you as well as a mother you can cherish it with. Leaving the relationship was best decision for my own self, while finding out the most devastating news any person could have. Receive We could adopt but I would rather not go through that pain either. I was adopted and has remained close to my adopted dad who is just my dad. I just don’t like being asked if I am mother or do you celebrate Mother’s Day? I know it’s not their fault because they wouldn’t know, but many don’t have the opportunity to have children of their own or have a relationship to celebrate the holiday. So tell, just because you have a mother or can have kids of your own. It’s not the same for everyone else.

Don’t act like your kind, like you know me. The toughest part is walking away from a life you once knew. Walking away from certain relationships that only drained you. I would rather hurt forever, than reopen a relationship that will never be amend. You know this moment, don’t you? Being haunt from a childhood, that had a very little of happiness. A smile to hide a painful life no one knew you had. Now living life where your anger doesn’t get tested. You no longer have control over me. I earned my achievements and you can’t take credit of it. Once a painful moment, is a life freed from pain but forever scared from the experiences. Trauma that will be carried through each year, will eventually be a scar that heals but will be forever remembered.

If there was one thing I learned, I learned to remain humble but also to stand in my strength. People will be envious of you and will do anything to wreck your image. I would always say let everything go in one ear and out of the other. Sometimes the storm we go through teaches us a lesson or shows us our strength. That doesn't mean to treat others the same way they treated us, but to be humble about it. We do show how we want to be treated and it can be an advantage point or point to back off. We are allowed to share what we went through and no one can silence us. Sharing what you went through can help someone else.

The waterfall of tears, the shattered parts of an heart that could never be fixed. When the world breaks your heart, there are only two choices. All the metaphors chosen, the first choice is let the failure consume you or learn from the failure to rise. Poetry can be a mystery within itself when it’s written from experience. Experience is what builds a foundation, and it’s what keeps the foundation firm and strong. The choice is yours with how you want to continue your life.

So the story goes, the mother I never had. My biological mother had me when she was eighteen years old. I was left in an apartment for three days until a police officer came and gave me to an orphanage for a year. Being born in Ukraine then adopted and brought over to the United States Of America. Which took seven days, the journey turned out sweet to brutal. The father is the only one that you are close to, you don’t see him as your adopted dad. He just your dad. Fortunate to be here, a story I was told two women the first year had lettuce, water and peanut butter. The second year they only had lettuce and water. My adopted parents gave them the two large jars of peanut butter that they had to these two women. A story that has stuck with me and where I came from. Ukraine will always be my home town and I will always remember my roots. The toughest part is knowing my hometown was destroyed on national tv and I was treated like I didn’t belong here or had the right to be here. Many have several cars and houses, be thankful instead of arrogant about it. You have clean water and air condition, when many don’t have enough to survive. One country would give there shirt of their back, while the other country the majority of them are full of arrogance. Until you know what it’s like to come from nothing, keep your mouth shut. You have no experience or know what are you talking about.