I am going to work again , I feel it in my bones. I won’t stand for being a loser. I won’t stand for what happened to me . I won’t allow people who wronged me to get away with it. I am going to confront them and tell them , it’s ok , time heals.. eventually but then it’s game on and I am not keeping my mouth shut about their secrets. They’re all going to be revealed and I am going to claim my name back.
If you overworked me and lied about it , I am going to have your name dragged through the mud. The only offer for your salvation will be Jesus and a changed attitude toward me but I’ll sing like a bird.
If your brother raped you when you were six and he was 14 and you somehow landed up working on the plant I managed and you both sat at my production meetings , it’s your misfortune , because after you cheated on me with your ex you made the fatal mistake of telling all the people on my plant that I am a bad person. Who’s the bad person huh ? The one who sits at my production meeting table with her rapist brother and gives me the death stare ? You’re going to kak. Mrs Noodewyk.
If you dated me and told me you only had one boyfriend , and then I found out that you slept with 16 men before you dated me … you lied.. and you’re going to be outed.
If you were a lesbian , and you hid that away from me and then dated me and I found out , you’re going to be outed.
I don’t care about your secrets. Go to Jesus . These cases listed in the paragraphs above are all true. And I will no longer live a life of shame. I’ll sing like a bird. You’re all going to turn or burn.
It’s my turn to shine. Witnessing my mother die infront of me made me realize. There is nothing to lose and your secrets aren’t safe with me anymore. Why do I fear you ? Screw you man.