
I am always giving my opinion and telling you stories on this blog about real-life events that have happened to me. Today I am telling you this because something has been bothering me and I all of sudden had an epiphany about my car accident in January 2021. First, I will tell you about the day of the accident and then second, I will tell you about the events that happened before my accident. It was a warm late January when one day I decided to make a move I had no business making. Everything I had a taste for was on Panola Road so I decided to take a drive to Panola Road. My conscious did not want me over there for some reason but now when I think about it. I know why my conscious did not want me over there. My first stop was Dairy Queen that was closer to where I stayed at. I had a taste for a hotdog and a blizzard. For some strange reason, instead of getting my Cookout ice first (which was further away). I made a stupid decision to get my hotdogs first. As soon as I got my hotdogs, I went to the Cookout to get my ice. Once again, my conscious was screaming at me to take my weird ass home, but my pica was getting the best of me. After I left the cookout, I went through Quik Trip’s parking lot and hit the road. Before I could get home there was traffic due to a Marta bus pick up. As soon as I pulled up behind this truck, something told me pull over and park so that I can enjoy my food. Once again, I ignored the signs. Now when it comes to exactly how I totaled my car, this is where the story becomes hazy because when you look at the damages. You would have thought that I was speeding but I was not. I could have sworn my foot was on the brake but for some strange reason it was not. I am very aware how long it takes for a Marta bus to do pick-ups and drop offs and around this time I had been in the area now for a year. There was no excuse for what had happened to me. All I know is that I looked up and my car had rolled up on this black truck. I did not have any injuries just scratches from me clutching the wheel and bruises from my seat belt. The other driver was fine as well (which was shocking to me with the damage I had done to his car). What did not make any sense was the damage to my car and the other driver car. With how hard I had hit this man’s truck, you would think that his car would have hit the car in front of him. It did not. Another strange thing that was going on that day was I for some reason was extremely irritated. My mood was off and normally I like to get something to eat off of Druid Hills Road instead of Panola. I also had a stye on my eyelid. I do not have a baby, so I do not know why that was there. (Also, I do not eat booty). I could not figure out why and how I totaled my car that day but then I had an epiphany about a strange character I had Postmates for. Once again it was a grey day and slightly warm for a winter month. I had picked someone’s order up and was on my way to giving this person their order. When I got to the door tell me why this person gave me Chris Stokes vibes. At this point of the story, you are probably wondering why am I bringing this up? Well remember when Raz B was in Atlanta when he rolled out of a car with a friend and broke his wrist? The next day he was in another state scaling a hospital building. There was also a situation of him making a video saying that he did not feel safe on the Millenium Tour. I believe that his cousin is stalking him, and I also feel like his negative energy affected my driving in late January. I feel like people are more involved in the dark side of spirituality than the light side and pretends that they are more light than dark. Just because the world thinks that people who are Jehovah Witnesses are not of the world does not mean that they do not play in the underworld. I have had doubt about this but now I know exactly what had happened to me that winter afternoon. Another thing I would like to add is the night I met Raz for the first time. I was on Bigo live by myself when a random man came on my live and started talking to me. I was so happy and still on a high after meeting Raz and I told the guy that I had met him for the first time, and I was a fan since I was 11. The guy then went on to tell me that he knew Marques and them and that they were “good people”. Now that I look back three years later, I was warned about dealing with Raz and I should have been more careful when it came to talking out or speaking out against someone that I do not know. The truth be told, I should have waited until his ex-wife came out instead. I probably would still have my car till this day. This is the story about why I stop advocating for people and started advocating for me.








