when it’s ugly but…appears to be true 🔥🔥🔥

how did i find out???

💥 pattern recognition, baby!

so, like…
once my
trusted financial rep 💸💫
let slip—
the fraud goblin 🧌
was like,
“awkwardly close to my husband, lol!”

🤫

babe!

the whole thing fucking explodes.
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
because now??
shit,
i’m looking back
and realizing:
goddamn,
the patterns match.

👤 substance use + delusional denial.
👤 sudden closeness with another woman.
✨👤 sexual weirdness / heavy overt flirting.
✨👤 terrible cover-up stories.
✨👤 me being isolated, destabilized, gaslit.
✨👤 the other woman pretending to help.
👤 then fucking vanishing.

omg…
the exact same playbook.💫

and when
fraud goblin blew up?
that bestie ran for cover.

because the fucking illusionshattered.

damn,
i’m not crazy.
i’m surrounded by 🔥 goddamn liars 🔥
who uno-reversed fucking reality
to focus on my sanity,
instead of their actual actions.

omg.
what i’m feeling is
cognitive rupture.

…😦 fuck.

yo.
i’ve lived through:

🔥 my dad’s abuse + evicting me deep-winter; with a newborn.
🔥 my husband’s total abandonment + long-con + near-death experience.
🔥 his sidechick defrauding me w institutional support
🔥 my childhood bestie disappears/monitors/lashes out.

and
each time
the person tried
to make me question
my own fucking
memory of the genuine events
.

…😦

let’s be for real:
if nothing happened…

then:

when
i caught her
low-key in contact
with my abusive husband
💥mid-abandonment arc💥

💞 why didn’t she tell me he called right after it happened—mid family collapse?
💞 why didn’t she say “here’s the text” when i asked?
💞 why did my hubby feel comfortable enough to text and call her in destructo-mode in the first place?
💞 why was she in that group chat?
💞 why didn’t she show me what she sent him to make contact?
💞 why did she ghost me once the cubicle affair / drug behavior dropped?
💞 why did she stay silent while asserting she loved me?
💞 why is she still watching my socials?

🤜🏻💥😵

so
damn,
but like—
none of that shit adds up 💫
if she’s innocent.

lol.

and look,
even if i was tripping.

babe!
🗣️🔥 there is a random-ass
third-party witness📍💫
who is absolutely positive—
you 🫵🏻 were the chick
in the video ✨🤪
that fucking traumatized her.

yo,
💫
she cold-dropped
the exact fucking timeframe
that i had previously questioned
🗣️ UN-goddamn-PROVOKED.

🙏✨🕊️

babe,
🔥 that wasn’t coincidence.🔥

✨👤🫵🏻

homie,
i didn’t prime her.
i didn’t coach that absolute queen.
i didn’t say anything.
babe,
i assumed
it was someone else entirely.
lol.
but nah,
she just took one look—

and my
global girlie
said:

🔥“oh my god. it’s her.”🔥

…😦

🫵🏻✨

um…

W
T
F

?

🤫 💫

sweet baby jesus
y’all.
that’s external validation.
that’s someone seeing something
i wasn’t even TRYING to prove.
✨💰💰💰✨
and that
confirms everything
my body clocked
a year fucking earlier.

when i caught you lying. 🌈🧚‍♀️💞

so, in conclusion—
i apologize for NOTHING.

because listen,
every time the betrayal
hurts more
because i keep holding onto
the belief
that
this time,
it’s fucking safe
.

😦💀✨

but this time?

nah,
i’m not shutting up.
i’m definitely not begging.
i’m not
goddamn
apologizing
for seeing the truth.

that bitch
doesn’t need my grace.
nah, she needs to sit with what she did.

👤🫵🏻

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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