Nikki In a Nutshell

… have it goin’ on … until the bubble wrap comes out?

I’m so grateful to my Grandmother. So, too, my Great Grandmother.

… very early 2016 I’ve been at war on the most personal mission to date on the run literally and broken having fallen to pieces on both elbows to the point of clear & present friction (NOT CUTE) frying both eyeballs looking diligently for information day after day that identify explain what I was up against and could without doubt thoroughly relate to quickly realizing many long hard SOLO battles that must be won beginning asap with proper rest & proper nourishment & would be years engaged… me against it all severing (toxic) relationships protecting myself from human predators on the loose while putting myself together as I am meant to be along the way

… wanna hear it? … here it go …

Over the past several days I’ve been looking at information about lymphodema for myself. I woke up yesterday with the most debilitating pain my lower left back ever. I also got a call from s.p.a. last evening. My hope is in my God & NO one else.

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Yesterday a friend shared an encouraging thought about an address with me.

I’ve learned to copy & paste! TWICE 😄

When a GROWN ASS MAN will 1. hunt your daddy down on the street, 2. go by your mother’s house, 3. show up at your son’s job (being MORE THAN TWICE HIS AGE) asking about YOU, 4. KNOWING his numbers have been blocked for years now, 5. and THEN sit and wait on your property for you to come OR go, 6. BLOCK YOU FROM ESCAPE 7. & RUN UP ON YOU, LITERALLY, all over a period of MANY MONTHS, … what that mean? Tell me. My life has been littered with such ‘entitled beings’. I know them when I see them/hear them speak, close to immediately. These usually get right down to business … So do I.