Sunday, January 26, 2025
#THAT'S #HER #MOMENTS: Do you know how hard it is to be humble...Knowing my true value???
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The Biggest Challenge I Face in Life
Life has a way of testing us in ways we often don’t anticipate. For me, the greatest challenge I face isn’t the external battles, but the internal one—trying to explain how I truly feel, only for others to twist my words into something that fits their narrative. It’s disheartening, to say the least.
I’ve spent years sacrificing my personal, professional, and entrepreneurial dreams to help others achieve theirs. Yet, in doing so, I’ve found myself lost in the agendas of those who seem to value my existence only as a means to an end. Let me make this clear: when your dreams begin to overshadow mine, what I once envisioned as hope turns into a nightmare.
This chapter of my life, particularly with Pippen and the NBA, wasn’t something I planned or dreamed of. But here I am, navigating through it all. And while the weight of this journey sometimes feels unbearable, I remain thankful for my blessings—most notably, my love for my children, like Deja. For anyone who dares to question my dedication as a parent, understand this: everything you’ve seen me build, achieve, and endure has come from my own blood, sweat, and tears.
I’ve reached a point where I need peace—real peace. The kind of peace that allows me to breathe freely without the suffocating drama and dysfunction that has plagued this chapter of my life. While this case unfolds, I no longer wish to remain in the U.S. I need solace, a mental break, and space to process everything. For years, I’ve been labeled the problem. But now, as the truth finally comes to light, I realize this is no movie—this is my reality. A sad, sick, and dysfunctional reality, yes—but mine nonetheless.
My relationship with Trump is another thing that has been misunderstood. It’s not about politics or his presidency. My respect and adoration for him come from what he’s done for my life on a personal level, not his title or position. But if I ever feel unheard, I’ll stop listening, too. Respect is a two-way street, after all.
At this point, I’m exhausted from living in a world where my existence feels artificial, where I’m treated as nothing more than a shadow of myself—an AI-like construct people call #Cita. If I can’t live authentically, why should I continue to engage in this charade?
This is my truth, raw and unfiltered. It’s not an easy story to share, but it’s mine. And if nothing else, I hope it inspires others to hold onto their dreams, stand firm in their truths, and demand the respect they deserve. Because, at the end of the day, we all deserve to live a life that feels real and meaningful.
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