Living My Best Life

Peace & blessings Educators, seeking healing! Full disclaimer: This is a mature dialogue. Read at your own risk. There will be no apology for the truth. The opinions written are a direct creation of a culture that was forced, stripped and robbed of their villages and beliefs. TheEducatedTrophyWife blog is here for the rebuilding of that culture. Please be respectful with your comments or they will be deleted. No exceptions. This disclaimer will be updated accordingly and as needed.

It’s been a few years since sharing my words. I’ve been on a healing journey of my mind, body and spirit that has been through hellish experiences since 2019. Surviving isolation for months from my children, living the surrealist experience of a Ghost Town, along with being unsure how humanity will survive was heavy on my mind. This may have contributed to me being diagnosed with stage 0 breast cancer (I didn’t know this level exist), poor eating habits, loneliness and the lack of exercise. But my spirit is rooted in hope. Even through missing my loved ones, becoming physically ill, I never stopped my optimistic outlook on life. Life has been stranger than Stranger Things for all of humanity. But if you’re reading this you’ve survived so far, DO NOT GIVE UP!

Each human posses the strength within us to overcome any unpleasant experience thrown at us, on life’s journey. Resilience has been my guide most of my life. I’ve survived some challenging things which I share in writing, unfiltered. The main objective and intention for this writing is too reach as many people it can help. It’s a catalyst for healing the community, by way of spiritual guidance, nurturing the next generation, mindfulness, ancestral connections, short stories and other commentary to broaden our self awareness lens. During my hiatus away I gained important skills, studied healing, had surgery and placed my immediate village 1st. Each of my family and friends within this village helped me gain better listening skills, measured focus, acceptance of criticism, and constant encouragement too do what is my 1st love. Why me?

In 2018, TheEducatedTrophyWife started this blog as a platform to share my life experiences as a way too encourage, never too change, anyone. It’s purpose serves to help those that believe their existence is solely to live life based on other humans demands, standards, family values, traditions, religion, sexual orientation, love or culture. The hope is this source offers resources on how to reshape the mind from negative self talk because it keeps some humans from living authentically. When we do this it anchors us in the ability to have better relationships, health, stronger resilience, greater self confidence leading to a more enriched life. Confidence given too me by my untraditional parents and upbringing lead me to this title and I’m thankful for that. By changing the narrative preprogrammed in us by society and those that no longer serve purpose we recapture the youth within us. We all know that joy we had as children before life crept in and smashed it! The dues a human should pay, over time to occupy real estate in our mind, body and spirit is an expense to costly, spending on people, that no longer serve a purpose in your life. Education is key in this release.

The educated introduction of this brand comes from knowledge gained living outside stereotypes of my culture as well street experiences learned in Philly, Harlem, Brooklyn and excellent educational institutions. If you read some of my older writing I touch on some of the experiences I’ve lived through with my parents, family, old relationships, watching human interaction and witnessing crazy shit. Humans evolve when we learn but decrease cognitive function when we don’t. Learning how things work is something that feeds my soul. Sitting on the couch watching the same mindless shows, going to the same places to eat, basic sex, no exploration for something exciting, does not feed me. This woman needs her mind to be fucked as well as her body. Being Educated is top priority as a well as the need for more expansion via the arts, science, politics, nature, geography and many more topics. Please match this energy or elevate higher. Women offer more than just slow whining hips, pretty teeth, soft skin, a round ass, etc…

Trophy is what my X-husband viewed me as outside our home, at his job, on date night, at celebrations, memorial services, vacations and around the way! We all know the bravado each of us carry amongst our peers when we’re watching the room of eyes skate up and down our mates body. “Yeah… That fine mofo..”. Or “that ass fat…”. Yeah, you KNOW! Ha! At home he made me feel like… Meh… Wife is what I was too him. I had third finger left hand, the last name, birthed children, ran the home and gave respect because he was my husband. No issue here. Heartbreak is a two way street, I know that now. No one is perfect but take your suffering and get the hell on! Lesson learned on my journey for healing. In search for a new partner that knowledge holds me to a higher standard because I am aware. And now instead of putting responsibility on them totally as to why shit went left, I can break from that perception I believed as well. Trophies do break and get stolen…

Was I a good wife? Hell yeah! Did I stay that way? Hell no! I started to checkout mentally, spiritually and physical once I removed the blinders. The signs where right there! Being a Cancer my loving, nurturing, I can fix this side of me took over in my choices. I held in a lot things that I should’ve decided wasn’t the best choice for me but my children have a wonderful father, for that it was worth the sacrifice. You will never read words from me degrading him that would disrespect our legacy. We chose each other therefore birthing, investing, time, energy, guidance, love, support, safety and encouragement into them was my mission. I knew that was not going to happen in Philadelphia, it’s damn near impossible. In 1998, the research begun for a new location outside the dangerous streets that took my parents too soon. Their time with me was jammed into 20 years and the education came swift and brutal at times.

This is why an educated trophy wife is more than a stereotypical woman that’s falsely assumed to be just a dumb woman with “looks” or a gold digger. She can see potential in a human, stand behind, believe in, support, encourage and love hard enough to standby them on their road to success. She will in the process of doing this, educate herself which helps to secure the bag that leads to more stability of the family structure. Then maybe she can enjoy the fruits of the literal labor she’d sacrificed breastfeeding, nurturing, protecting, redirecting, teaching and driving her children towards a successful, adulthood while her husband was working. Ultimately, after all that hard work she has the strength and intelligence to walk away. She’s aware happiness does have an expiration date, death. Tell death do us part has a different meaning when your health is suffering trying to live a false reality. Live your best life! I’m damn sure living mine!