I’m writing out my life in a timeline, so to experience my story the way its supposed to be told, start at I Was That Girl In School… then proceed chronologically by post date.
So I had my day in court and justice was served. As you can guess, a handful of people did not agree with the sentencing (as with most), but I would have never guessed that those reservations would be brought directly to my attention.
Yes. Someone had the gull to call me out; to tell me that I lied under oath; that I ruined his life by not telling the truth. That someone was someone whom I had never met before. She only knew about me from what she was told. That someone was Continue reading