I'd rather eat crumbs with bums, than steak with snakes
I'd rather eat crumbs with bums then steak with snakes.
When I saw that on Facebook, I thought that is so true. When I was leaving my ex-husband, it was that very quote that I was thinking of. See this quote was even more meaningful to me because if you didn't know, my ex bred snakes. Yup, I can't make this shit up people.
Yes, for years we bred snakes, monkeys, sugar gliders, parrots, lizards, ferrets, you name it we bred it and sold them. For years I had no voice (I had gave my power away years before to him) so my "job" was to clean all the cages and feed all these animals. At one point we had over 300 animals.
It was a dirty, nasty job and not one I ever inspired to. Nope, I'm more of a cat (a, not plural) person, a dog person, not 2,4,6,8... ONE dog, yet here I was free labor for this literally crappy job.
Every Saturday while he went off "fishing" with his buddies, I was stuck scrubbing out cages, cleaning the yard up and feeding all these animals before I could go anywhere.
Don't get me wrong, we made big money from this. It afforded us a nice house, a fancy car (that he drove, not me)
Lots of 5 star vacations, toys...lots of toys. We had four wheelers, boats, jet skis, motorcycles, oh yeah, we had it all. And yes, I liked that lifestyle until it was eating my soul alive.
I was selling my soul, I was dying inside because everyday I was degraded, put down, belittled, called every name you could imagine. So yes, there was a huge price tag for my luxury life.
Then one day I had enough, all the money in the world wasn't enough to keep me there. My girls were older and I knew that they had a say in where they wanted to go. I was no longer petrified of his threats of taking my girls and me never seeing them again.
No, God gave me strength to know that even if I had to "Eat crumbs with bums" at least I would be happy and I would be free.
So I walked away and yes, trust and believe it was hard. No, I didn't get alimony, I got hardly anything but it was okay because I got something no money can buy.
I got peace and joy in my life, I got a life of not having to walk on eggshells everyday. A life to be who I truly am, not having to pretend to be someone he wanted me to be. Ever since I walked away, every day I give thanks for my wonderful life I now have.
So just let me tell you how much better peanut butter tastes than lobster.... Priceless!!
So today my friends, be real, are you selling your soul for that Gucci purse? That big house? That lifestyle you like? How much is your soul worth? Are you eating steak with snakes?
If you truly want to be free your answer should be "Sorry not for sale, excuse me I have reservations with my friends on the corner of I am free and I am at peace Blvd"
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