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Looking at my life RIGHT NOW… I know for a fact, if people knew they could say it, and not get FUCKED up, they’d openly comment “OMG, just do it already, I’m tired of your back and forth wolf tickets”… Sure, it’s annoying to see crazy things on PEOPLE’S time lines, but know, that PEOPLE’S is emphasized BOLDLY for a REASON… As a matter of fact, let’s do one better… PEOPLES’ spelt that way, shows full FUCKIN ownership… Leaving critics, who don’t want their FUCKIN brains blown dafuq out, to do nuttin but hit dat FUCKIN friend button, da opposite way, and shut dafuq up or block da mutha fuckah forever, if you don’t like whatcha see lol 😂 lls 🤣… Moving dafuq along… Now dat we’ve set Lettez Laundry List!!! 👌🙃👍
Over the past few months I’ve been studying suicide ideation, medicines, mental illnesses, and why people FUCKIN hate me, which BTW… I frankly don’t give 2 FUCKZ, but you already know that rotmfflmfbao 😍💕😘
But, during this lil time that I’ve spent, trynna figure out why, outta 7 FUCKIN children, I had to be the only idiot, I keep hearing fake ass family members, of people who dipped dafuq out onna whole uncaring bunch, actually having da audacity to LIE 🤥 “but I didn’t have a clue”… “there were no warning signs”… “I wish I could have one more moment wit em”… Bitch shut dafuq up, that’s FUCKIN bullshit and you know it #nocap 🙄
Your geekin ass didn’t give no FUCKZ then and frfr dat ass happy asf now, just pissed you gets nuttin from it lmfao 😂… Stick a FUCKIN fork in it dummy, cause insurance companies don’t pay out to selfish mutha fuckahz, who claim to care, but only call da ill 🤒 when dey need sum… Yesssss yes yes, I said it right smh, I’m really combing through my FUCKIN call log and texts, and can see that, for me, the only times, which ain’t many, that anybody I useta call family, contacted Patti Pat, was when a bitch had dat bag lol 😂 lls 🤣… Now dat I’m broke asf, I’m nuttin more than a FUCKIN castaway grrrhhhh… Boy, does dat shit hurt like a mutha fuckah 👊 👊 👊
UnFUCKINbelievable, da father has a damn nerve to claim that his FUCKIN son was “inconsiderate”… You can’t be FUCKIN serious, you bitch ass nigga, if I were close to you, I’d make you eat those FUCKIN words my nigga… Especially, when all you mutha fuckahz had to pause, scan da FUCKIN room, and wonder, wow, when was da last time any of us checked on him lol 😂 lls 🤣… Yous a cold bitch for dat Bob 👀 👀 👀 🤔 🤔 🤔
Leave a letter??? FOH, wit dat rah rah bullshit, for what Jackass??? Dafuq you gon frame da mutha fuckah, and add it to your fake ass shrine, to pretend, one FUCKIN day, like you gave a fuck??? Nigga, miss me wit da fuckery, doctors don’t care, family can care less, friends care lesser, and the medicine merely teaches you how to stop playin wit da shit, and finally FUCKIN get something right lol 😂 lls 🤣… Last time your dumb ass only took 87 pills, and you real did it right inna presence of people, who might have been questioned, if dey turned da blind eye… Dis time Tuutz “Double Dafuq Up” and get low on em 😢 😢 😢… How dare a mutha fuckah hit my hip, dat didn’t do it, even 24 mutha FUCKIN hours B4 memo #1
Always remember, nothing beats a failure but a TRY!!! I just keep finding myself giving up on trying to VLog, because I can’t for the life of me seem to get it right 😢😢😢😲😲😲😵😵😵😭😭😭 But, THIS TIME, I’m determined not to fall away grrrrhhhh… Even this video 📹 📸📷🎞️📽️ I’m boutta upload, the dang music 🎶 🎵🎤🎼is too freekin loud 🔊🔊🔊🎧🎧🎧 again, and I’m like God do I keep giving Your people crappy work, just to feel as though I’m being obedient or should I just wait until I get the funds necessary to hire a professional smh… Decisions DECISIONS 👊🏿👊🏿👊🏿
I be thinking I have discernment, but that can’t be, if I’m still wrestling within. But, enough murmuring… In the video, I make mention of Miracle Man, a highly anointed man of God, who my children and I had the pleasure of meeting, and was Blessed with his testimony… There’s no doubt that God’s Word says “We’re overcome by our testimonies” and His intentions are for us to transparently reveal the things that we went through, and give Him the Praise for how He brought us through… I get that, and I’m honestly and earnestly all in for the long haul… I’m just upset that it’s not quality QUALITY 😞😞😞
Sooooo, I’m back again with another video 📹 📸📷📽️🎞️ where I’ve fused together a couple of my beginning videos, from nearly 4 years ago, where I was introducing to you guys the PASSIONS that God laid on my heart, whilst showing me how He intends to use everything I’ve ever experienced in life, that I thought to be overly horrific, for His good. Now, I’m no professional at this editing thing smh, so you’ll see that the transitions are not as good as Warner Brothers and Paramount lol 😂 😂 😂😵😵😵 😲 😲 😲 but don’t judge me 👊🏿👊🏿👊🏿#PERIODTT
In the videos, I’m discussing the app that I wanna some day implement, where one would actually be able to click into a live session with a Prayer Warrior, who’ll deter them from the final mistake of suicide and get their mind back on the right track, and help them realize that life actually IS worth living after all, because that’s exactly how I always feel days, weeks or months later, after an attempt, and I’m happily amongst family and enjoying every single ounce of everything different, that each one of them has to bring to my life, from the crazy dances that all my grandchildren do, to the funny clapbacks that show forth in hellah large family group texts, right on down to my oldest daughter, who everybody knows to be the most hilarious of us all #nocap, and her capabilities to mimic anybody on the face of this earth, and keep the entire room falling outta their chairs cracking their sides… Sometimes literally ⚰️⚰️⚰️⚱️⚱️⚱️nah, I’m just kidding, but Sus most certainly got dis comedian thing down pact.
But, more importantly, is the text I received about the 2 mothers, who both threw their babies from high places and then jumped themselves… That thing ran all through me and it just shows that suicide awareness and prevention is definitely necessary, and I gotta stop procrastinating, and get into gear, doing whatever I can to build Alone NO MORE, so that we’re readily available for all that’s in need.
We’re finally tapping into one of the segments that fall under Da Ugly Ducklin that really really hits home with me, and will always be a subject/topic that is fragile, in my opinion, and I feel the need to cradle it, just as I did every single newborn I birthed.
Alone NO MORE is geared towards suicide prevention and awareness first and foremost, but of course you can’t just eat all the icing and throw away the cake; uhhhhhhhh it’s a package deal #nocap, and for that reason we’ll broadly integrate mental health issues, treatment and the likes as well
Please please please please please be on point guys, as it relates to friends and family members, who are suffering with any of the underlying problems, regardless of whether or not you feel that they just want attention… Of course they do duhhhhhhh #staywoke and do any and everything in your power to cater to their needs when and wherever they summons you… Their life depends on it #PERIODTT
So, we’re on day 2, and as promised, I’m giving it to you RAW!!! This VLog takes us back to my website, dauglyducklin.org, and into the mind of PASSION, from 2014, when I transitioned from mere blogging to VLogging, and my first post was really short, on July 9, 2014, where I gave a verse, concerning God’s desire for marriage, and I added “So Into You” by Fabolous and Tamia. But, I am totally clueless as to what drove me to pick that song smh… Or exactly what my mind was focused on at that moment. Nevertheless, The Transparent ME is where we’ll go deep deep into the craziness that PASSION has endured for the past 19 years… To include, but most certainly not limited to dealing with the whirlwind of roller-coaster emotions and chaos, that’s a reflection of my suffering from multiple mental health issues, several bouts of homelessness, that my psychiatrist simply writes off as “THE NORM” for (people like me)… Dafuq?!?!? What is that supposed to mean… Okkkkkrrrrrrtttttt, doc Imma let that slide, sense you got all them lil cute degrees hanging up on that wall behind you, because frfr you’re more than likely right, now that I think 🤔 about it grrrrrrhhhhh, I am a humdinger at times, and I’m almost positive I do da most, soooooo I probably had a few temper tantrums, that aided in my being unfortunately displaced #THANKCHU. Also, we’ll delve into my many near death experiences #getdastrap, my need for 3 reconstructive surgeries geeeesssshhhh and I’ll elaborate on my horrible war wounds and 14 suicide attempts. Strap your seat belts, sit back, and enjoy the ride, we’re in a caravan, on a mind blowing road trip, traveling down the path of unpaved tar of “The Life of PASSION”… Stay tuned and ENJOY 👌🤣😵😲🙏💗💞💋💖👍
Please allow me to apologize for being inconsistent, that’s absolutely horrible and unacceptable on my part, and most certainly not the least bit OK, in the eyes of God, and I can assure you that I’m back, full throttle and for the long haul.
I’ve wasted so much time over the years, searching for MY niche, thinking of ways to make videos for you guys, with so many different topics, thinking that I’m finally adhering to His beckoning, not even realizing whole time, that none of this… My misery, pain, hurt, anger, anguish, trials, tribulations, setbacks, ministries, platforms, followers, the website, and so on and so on, was ever about me, and what I could gain nor recoup from it all. But, rather I’m just a mere conduit, servant frfr, that God desires to use, to get His Message out to His people.
Da Ugly Ducklin, The Transparent ME, H.U.T., TMOB, Alone NO MORE, Sister Sistah Connection, and neither HCYMABH all belong to God, and are only vehicles He’ll use, for me to carry out His Work, as it is and has always been ordained for me to do.
Today, I spent some quality time, looking back over, a few posts from 2009, on Facebook, in the group How Can You Mend A Brokenheart, and I was overly amazed and thankful for all the people who really interacted back then, and more excited about all those who’ve remained loyal, in spite of my lack, in keeping the group active and flourishing. Thanks guys… You mean the world to me and God, and I promise you once again, that I’m Back In Stride Again, and this time with a vengeance… Legggggoooo 🤣 💯 😂 👍