discovery is going to make me vomit. 💫

🖤 the timeline writes itself

honestly,
this shit
gives me chills.
makes me
feel
insanely
fucking ill—

yo.

💔😢

it’s not vibes.
now? it’s records.
gross timestamps.
backed by court orders.
sworn statements.
and how every time
he went “no location,”
the violence
dialed the fuck up.
like clockwork.

💫

oct
the switch

location constantly off.

✶ constant “after-hours meeting.”

random coworker repeated name-drop

bonus talk, money never lands.

i’m on record, pushing back. asking direct questions.
he escalates immediately.

low-key shoves turn high-key assaults.

link: concealment ↑ → violence(same nights, same hours).

nov
the mask off

never home. 8pm → 9pm → midnight → 1am.

team hang,“quick stop,” “donuts,” soggy at 1am.

business lunches “at the pub” with zero revenue.

admits he was “at her place” till ~early morning.

when i ask why he’s late, why no money, etc?
↳ he jumps on top of me and strangles me.
↳ call it what it is: non-fatal strangulation

the lethality curve.

link: coworker mentions ↑ + late night absences ↑ → attempted murder energy.

dec
party energy / the quit

public office event. we sit alone. (not with crew) = weird vibes.

✶ same night = he goes dark for over an hour for 7 Eleven

after a streak of no-location nights, he quits. abruptly.

still “goes to denver for work” with… no job. zero logical reason.

rage gets harder, faster, repeated blows to the head.

link: reputational cover collapses → quits → violence doesn’t.

jan → feb
hospital math

someone flips our file: office goblin lands on our account in the exact window my assaults spike.

i’m beaten repeatedly, land in the ER mid jan.

i walk out of the ER and she sends him her first public payment.

days later, i’m on a surgical table for a c-section while she’s sending me signature packets.

then she walks into my home and holds my newborn.

link: assignment + money flow + paperwork → cover story while i’m incapacitated.

receipts that rhyme (down to the day)

✶ no-location night → assault within hours.

✶ coworker named → late return + donut alibi.

✶ office event frost → resignation → continued “denver work” anyway.

✶ financial rep assignment → ER assault → payment hits → postpartum paperwork.

every arrow
is documented.
every beating
has
a fucking timestamp.
the behavior
and the battery
move in
perfect
fucking
synchronicity.

conclusion
(rotten, just true)

when the location
goes dark,
my airway does.
when the office
door closes,
my hospital bracelet
fucking materializes.

when the money moves,
the hands fucking follow.

this isn’t a theory.
it’s a fucking schedule.

and the schedule says:
affair cover → financial grooming → lethal escalation.

💔😢

irony?

the same
excuses,
lies—

and fucking documents
that
tried to bury it;
will be
the exact shit—
blowing it up.

🖤

Samantha Lee Lowe

sammie lowe is a single mom, law student, and founder of bodhi cleaning co.—an ethical, femme-forward cleaning collective rooted in fairness, ritual, and rage. born from survival and built with purpose, her work redefines what it means to clean house—physically, emotionally, and systemically. she blends practicality with a little bit of magic, runs on justice and white vinegar, and believes that women shouldn’t have to choose between making money and making meaning. this isn’t a side hustle. it’s a standard.

http://sammielowe.com/
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