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The past 3 years 0 months and 23 days have been pure insanity. And if you give me a chance I will eventually tell you every single story. Every bit of it true. No exaggerations or manipulation of events.

In order to remain completely transparent I need to first tell you that I do have a personal agenda. I have some serious wrongs to make right. And not just for myself but for every consumer or biggest cheerleader employee that the corporate machine taken a massive shit on.

It's Jan. 15, 2025 and I have less than $100 to my name. I'm not asking for money. But, I am asking whomever comes across my story to please just share it. Why?

Because I'm praying that someone out there will believe in me and help me. I need per hour attorneys that I very obviously cannot afford.

I've tried contacting my attorney but he's too busy to devote the time to it. So, here I am very desperately pleading for help.

Here's the very bare bones of what has happened and why I need an attorney to help me push for change. The outline, if you will.

On Nov. 27 2021, I was shopping at a local Walmart. An argument between my boyfriend, at the time and a group of teens somehow led to an even larger argument after the teens came looking for us in the back of the store. The teens were removed and we were allowed to finish shopping. Somehow the teens made their way back to us a second time. Suddenly I heard my boyfriend say "you're not going to put your f'ing hands on her". When I turned around I see him with one of the teens in a bear hug. It was at this time that 2 of the teens then jumped him. It was insane. It was crazy. I lost almost 3 years of my life for something completely insignificant. Here's the deal. Had Walmart provided all of the surveillance footage I would have never found myself facing felony charges of aggravated battery.

To make matters even more ridiculous, I reported the incident to the local authorities. I gave them the names of the teens that I had received from eye witnesses. I'm posted it on facebook.

So imagine my surprise when my manager calls me to her office and there's 2 U.S. marshall's standing outside of our office door. They were there to arrest me. It was five days before Christmas. December 20, 2021 is a day that I can now look back on and appreciate.

My relationship with my support system had been severed. So when I tell you guys that I had no one. I had no one. Except for my ride or die, Meatloaf. Here's the kicker. Because of that horrible relationship I met Meatloaf. We would most likely still be strangers. But God made sure we met before both our worlds came crashing down. This woman and I have been through some serious shit together. I have no idea where I would be without her.

December 31, 2021 I pull my head out of my ass and I made the decision to leave a relationship that had caused so much turmoil and destruction in my life. And not just within one area. All areas. And I'm not putting this all on him. In so many ways he was right. He just couldn't beat his own demons. And I knew I was about to have to fight for my life.

This will also be the night where Kendall did something that I needed someone to do years ago. But it had to be the right person. I had never seen my ex tuck tail and run as fast as he did that night. And all Kendall had to say was "You need to leave. Now."

Here's the thing. Kendall is a retired deputy sheriff. So when he said that it came out in that very sheriff kind of way. And don't pretend like y'all don't know what I'm talking about. That tone that makes your butthole pucker up and crawl inside your stomach. Yeah... that one.

I knew then that everything was going to be ok. I didn't know how. But I knew that I was safe.

January 6 2022 I was terminated from my job where I worked as a Payroll Specialist.

Sometime in April I received a call from a recruiter for a company I had never heard of. When I first spoke to the recruiter I honestly thought it was one of those scam jobs. But it wasn't! And on May 2, 2022 I started my dream job with a company I'm still in love with, to this day. But here's the thing. That company has changed. That company that I love is not the same company anymore. Individuals in mid-management positions have become selfish. After all, from a corporate perspective, middle management is a luxury.

So what happens when you highlight an issue in a company wide meeting simply trying to better the process? You then have a target on your back. Because the petty middle manager got called out. The lack of ability to see the problem got called out. But that wasn't my intent. My intent was to simply get transferred to a role that I should have volunteered for. I was eligible. But as I stated in Welcome to Boldly Authentic Arts, had none of that happened I wouldn't be sitting here telling you my story today.

And here's the final cherry on top. The final selfish motive.

In a nutshell, I need some sort of corporate attorney to please help me expose Walmart for withholding video evidence that could have proven self defense and defense of another.

Then I desperately need a damn good labor attorney. And don't come to me talking about fair pay. That's not something I'm willing to discuss. My pay was never the issue with my employers. EVER. Frankly I think too many employers are taken advantage of by bad employees and the quickest way in is through payroll. However, on the flip side. I know too many damn good employees that are simply disposable to the corporations that employ them.

Some sort of law should be in place that requires corporations to provide full 24 hour surveillance to local authorities within a designated time frame to prevent situations like mine and that of Leslie Nurse in Alabama.

Terminations like mine shouldn't take 6 months and official EEOC charges to be able to appeal. At-will employment states should at least have some sort of an appeals process that would have protected my employment from such a gross abuse of power by leadership.

Lastly, I desperately need somewhere I can sell my art. I'm asking for exposure not monetary handouts.

I'm tired of busting my ass and getting absolutely nowhere. And it's not because I haven't worked. I've done nothing but work.

Please just stick with me and I can tell you the story behind every single stranger I've met that has played a part in rescuing me.

I keep reminding myself that as long as I focus on how art and the kindness of strangers—those simply doing the right thing—have guided me in truly finding my faith and acknowledging every little blessing along the way, I can navigate through the darkest times of my life. With this mindset, I believe that everything will work out. So here we go.