Dear Readers...My loveliest of Lovelies...As I mentioned earlier this month I would embark on a written journey of The Uglies ~ What I refer to as the shittiest times in my life. Before I post the first installment I would like to present to you a disclaimer. (Pretty much to cover my ass.)
A Disclaimer
I, Tiffany Yet To Be Determined, the trying-to-be-fearless writer of the following stories, regarded ever so unkindly as The Uglies, in my messy effort to share my unwritten journey, may at times sound like I am lying, crazy, conceited, salacious, insidious, sharing WAY too many details, leaving out important details, ridiculous, pathetic, lying, gross, blowing smoke, egotistical, dreaming, delusional, Charlie Sheen, lying, using people, broken, a slut, coo coo in the cabeza, extravagant, disturbing, lazy, mean, exaggerating, needing help, living on another planet called Voltar, a downer, trying to get back at someone(s), desperate for attention, depressed, vain, all about me-me-me, and lying. Read at your own risk (and mine).
I can guarantee you that I have in fact been all of those things at one or two points in my life with the exception of Charlie Sheen. The planet Voltar is still up for debate. As I share with you The Uglies I am going to write it out exactly how I was experiencing life at the time. This will not make it untrue in any way, shape or form. I promise you that I will only write the truth. But the girl who was struggling for courage and clinging on for dear life was different than the woman I am today. It's the girl who must speak up and she has a lot to say. She had been silenced for years; not by anyone on the outside or inside of her life, but by the demons clinging to her heart and running their own slave trade in her mind.
I pray you will read it with an open mind and a forgiving heart for I know some of you will find similarities to my story as you will in your own. Thank you, my Lovelies, for this immense opportunity to share with you my testimony of a girl come undone and the unraveling woman being rewoven, wholly and holy. I do not take this generous gift of your time and your reading eyes lightly. You complete me. No...You really do.
And so it begins....The Uglies...(clickity-click)
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