Be forewarned…the content within my blogs could get steamy, inappropriate and vulgar. I may look like Barbie, but I curse like a sailor, have anger management problems (according to the judge but I beg to differ) and I’m a woman scorned – and I’m pissed. My therapist said that I should write a book about my life…my response “Why? It would be the saddest story ever told.” But one arrogant, selfish, rich, self-entitled jerk promoted me to change my position on the idea and I’m going to be airing his dirty laundry for days… Sit down, get cozy and let me tell you about my journey from being on the top of my game to becoming destitute in the slums of a tiny ass town with no hopes of recovering.