The only reason I am writing this is so in case someone else in the Grand Rapids, Michigan area happens to google this man.
I was seeing this man, Pleasz Roy Daniels, also known as Roy Daniels (he also lies online currently saying his name is Mark Roy Daniels) since January 2013. Yesterday I broke it off with him after looking at his phone. He was talking about marriage, and buying a home together. I looked at his texts and found someone saved in his phone as "My wife." I don't know who this girl is because he came into the room before I could see it. I wanted to warn her that he's been seeing me for 4 months, and I assume he's been seeing her too. I am the one who helped him when he was in trouble a few months ago. He probably told her that he was working when he was with me. The night i found the texts (middle of the night On January 26) - she had written to him "I wish you were home tonight."
I'm watching out for you. I think that he's been …
I know I don't post very often anymore, but something is just on my heart today.
It makes me really sad and really truly hurts me when people cannot be honest. And it makes me even sadder that so many people these days are truly calloused and cowardly in their actions. People hurt others like it's nothing, and they don't care. It's like the age of the psychopath. No empathy, no remorse.
I recently had my heart broken by someone. Someone I won't name because as much as I wish it wasn't true, I really did love him. We didn't date very long before he brought up meeting his daughter, which scared the crap out of me but really excited me too. It scared me because it was so fast and I was totally scared she would hate me for "trying to take her dad away." I know that's not how all kids think, but I remember being that age when my mom got together with her (future) husband when I was 8 years old.
There were red flags.... but I ignored them all. After…
This year is going to be the most difficult Thanksgiving I've ever had. In the past 5 years or so, my family has had it's share of difficult holidays. One year we spent Thanksgiving and Christmas in either a hospital or nursing home with my mother. That year was particularly difficult for her, because she really wanted to be home, but couldn't buy presents for us kids. That was odd, because my mom always loved to buy us things for Christmas. She always made every year better than the last.
Last year she was getting out of the hospital on Thanksgiving, I made dinner, picked her up. It was a long stressful day. I would trade that for anything... if she were here with us.
This year I am spending Thanksgiving with my Sister and her family and my Mom's husband at my Mom's house. We have invited people who have nowhere else to go to come over and spend the day with us. This is a way I thought might make this easier for us, or at least take the sting of the day away slig…