Debasement


Determined,

Deceived,

Deflowered,

Derailed,

Destined,

Devoured,

Degraded,

DEBASEMENT!

 

Can not remember if I had published this one before or not, I can not seem to find it any where which leaves me to believe I have not. But I am not 100% certain. 🙂 I hope all my readers are enjoying the journey and appreciate my voice even if you do not agree with, support, or believe my words; but I truly am honored and grateful for you all.

Ne weekly segment will be “Check it Out and Show some Love” which if you notice was “Please Read ad Show some Love.” I have been sharing a lot this few days ,because I am seeking to grow my brand-Diana Jay Crider, Writer, Poet, Performer, Data Entry Specialist.

Pleasant Dreams!

 

#GNA


It has been another wonderful day with my hubby and my mom. So blessed to have the both of them in my life. Oral surgeon consultation tomorrow, $110 just for them to look at my mouth and do a biopsy. Joy! I am hoping that it is not cancer and just my strange body’s way of dealing with the gum disease and infection.

To all my Twitter followers and Facebook friends thank you for your prayers, support, and kind words. Bless You all!

#GNA Good Night All, my you have pleasant dreams and sleep well.

LOVE TO ALL!

Once upon a time


Once, upon an intoxicating night

I became lucidly aware

of, what I can only describe,

as pure light

emanating

from true friendship.

It is flawed and refined.

Polished and in

so-so condition.

It is true and real:

rocky, changing,

and endless.

Privy to this knowledge

that real relationships

are not

perfect,

they just are what

they are

imperfect perfection.

From the beginning to College, Independence, and Drugs!


My senior was not what I expected. My best friend and I were sharing a room in my parents house. Having sex nearly every day. I got accepted to Georgia Southern University and he was preparing to join the Marine Corps. Towards the end of the summer things got bad. He and I started fighting because he was dating my youth pastor’s sister. What bothered me was he was using her. We fought and fought over this. Eventually lading to my first ever wrestling match.  I went off to school an he had to wait until the winter to go to boot camp. He spent that time living with my parents.

My first year in college was amazing, My high school ring was stolen and my roommate was a filthy guy from Massachusetts , rob was the best roommate I could have had. He had no problem with my sexuality. The one thing he and I had in common was David Letterman. The TV was always left on his show as we both would pass out studying. It was during this time that I met my all time best friend, Melanie; still to this day I miss her. Lisa and Melanie where roommates that rob and I had met during some freshman events. Melanie was the Jewish girl with the wildest laughter and the best sense of humor. She loved music, except country, in all its glory.

It was shortly after spring break that my best friend from high school called me to tell me he was back from basic training. He and I had written one another when ever possible. I went home and had decided it was high time to tell him how I really felt. I expressed my love for him and his exact words, “forget about me.” A week later he calls me and ask me to be the best man in his wedding to his high school sweetheart. The same girl he had  cheated on with me for three years.

The crazy thing, I accepted and even stood there with my mouth shut out of respect for all parties involved. Looking back I probably should have stood up and voiced my disapproval.

My sophomore year saw me gaining my independence. My Best friend, Melanie and I got a two bedroom apartment right of campus. That times was amazing. She, at the time, was a heavy pot smoker; we, in fact  were very much the Odd Couple. I did not smoke tobacco, drink or even do drugs. Did not care for any of it. It was at the end of sophomore that I was accepted into the Walt Disney World College Internship program. Because I was going to be gone for six months Melanie and I decided it best that I move. I got my own apartment that summer before heading to Orlando the fall of my junior year.

My time at Disney was the most amazing experience. I tried pot for the first time while I was there and I got drunk for the first time. I turned 21 years old while I was there; so what better place to celebrate turning 21 than Disney, Orlando.