The Truth Behind the Distance
If you know anything about me, then you know this: I cannot and will not tolerate manipulation—especially when it comes from the people I love. When my children were illegally taken from me, it was more than a legal fight—it was spiritual warfare. My family began to deteriorate, not because I walked away, but because I stood my ground and refused to bow to lies and control.
I never abandoned my children. I fought extensively—through courtrooms, paperwork, phone calls, and sleepless nights—to protect them. But they made their choices. They aligned themselves with people who never held any real value in my life. The betrayal cut deeper than any knife, especially when it came from my own children using family as pawns to push me over the edge. The constant threats of “telling on me”? Baby, bye.
Let’s make one thing clear: my children were never neglected or abused. These were lies spread by people trying to align themselves with Pippen for their own gain. I’m not explaining or defending my motherhood to justify the behavior of children acting out for attention. I love my children deeply—but I love myself more. And that’s the truth too many people can't handle.
I left Chicago because I was done letting people dictate who I should be and how I should live. That city, and the people clinging to old versions of me, were no longer part of my future. I needed to breathe, to heal, and to rise again—on my terms.
Deja? She stunted on me in more ways than one. But the final blow came when she involved Sadina and the Jamison family to insert themselves into our already fragile relationship. That was it for me. And when she had the audacity to show up in church with her mess? I was done. That was the moment I fully realized that love alone isn’t enough—not when it's laced with manipulation and disrespect.
Now they think they have something over me—some power in “telling on me.” But let’s be real. I’m a grown woman. I don’t owe space, time, or energy to anyone—not even family—especially when they come with agendas instead of love.
As for my daughter being left behind—yes, she was. Because I didn’t ask for her. And I won’t apologize for protecting my peace, my purpose, and my progress from people trying to delay or derail me.
I’m still here. I’m still standing. And I’m standing in my truth—with peace in my heart and no regrets.
