Memories of a Betrayal: Path to a Positive Journey! Volume 1

By Gia Mellow

Memories of A Betrayal, "On the Path to a Positive Journey", is a fictional interpretation, reminiscent of a young lady's (Shine), turbulent past on her quest to self-awareness. It is written with the intention of inspiring others who may have endured some relatable experiences. The past is only the beginning of someone's journey in life, the en

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jurnal Press
• Release date: May 19, 2021
• ISBN: 9781955241106

Gia Mellow

I was born on the south side of Chicago, educated in the Chicago Public School system, and an Alumni of Governors State University. I have six beautiful children who are my inspiration to pay it forward. I am a writer, Entrepreneur, and advocate for Emotional wellness. I am a believer that in every negative experience a positive outcome can be formed.

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Memories of a Betrayal: Path to A Positive Journey! Volume 1

by Gia Mellow

This book is written to provide information and motivation to readers. Its purpose isn’t to render any type of psychological, legal, or professional advice of any kind. The content is the sole opinion and expression of the author, and not necessarily that of the publisher.

Copyright © 2021 by Gia Mellow

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First Published, 2015

Printed in the United States of America.

ISBN: 978-1-955241-11-3 (Paperback)

ISBN: 978-1-955241-12-0 (Hardback)

ISBN: 978-1-955241-10-6 (E-book)

Published by Jurnal Press LLC

30 N Gould St. Ste R Sheridan, WY 82801

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Contents

Dedication

Special Thanks

Introduction

The Memories Begin

Abuse the Milkman

A Moment of Safety

The Violation

The Milwaukee Experience

Abandoned, Left and Forgotten

Form Place to Place

A Moment of Stability

Mother’s Brief Departure

Mother Returns

Sibling Bond Destroyed

Graduation Grief

My Freshman Year

Paul the Stalker

An Intimate Experience

Verge of Self Destruction

Life with Daddy

Back Home with Mom

God Blesses Me with Motherhood

Life Is a Struggle

The One that got Away

Heartbreak cycle continues

The Nice Guy

The Charmer

Shine’s Prayer

Spiritual Awakening

Ownership

A Self Apology to Me

Last chapter – The Birth

DEDICATION

This book is dedicated to my six children who unknowingly steered the journey of my life. The ride is harmonious, because of y’all I am able to overcome every obstacle that darkens my path.

Momma Loves y’all!

Special Thanks

To my sister Yolanda Walker,

There are no words that can say how grateful I am for God having our paths to cross. We have been sisters since the moment we met, when you adopted me into your family. We have weathered storms and sunshine together.

Thank you, Sis. Love you girl!

By Tina Goodwin Jackson

The transition, that has happened in your life, is like a snake shedding its skin when the season has changed

Thank you, Gia

Memories of Betrayal

God how do I use the key which is my spirit that you control to unlock the blockage of past pain, confusion, resentment, betrayals and failed loves.

I see no way to feel, what I am reaching out to grab a hold of.

The invisible pulling force that nags away at the pit of my stomach.

No pain just a 5th degree burning desire to know my purpose, my being and myself.

What is it that my soul cries out for, that my mind does not seem to understand, the signal it sends but my body reacts to.

The doors between my mind and my soul must be opened so that I and my purpose may be released to soar free, so the blood of desire that burns may flow and nourish my mind.

Then the silent scream can be released, my voice can be heard by many as a pleasant melody of hope and inspiration.

INTRODUCTION

I was a born eccentric, a commonality defect with all odds against me, like a ladybug with broken wings, silently crawling through life with no relatable identity. I attached myself emotionally to anyone who created an illusion of light, to help shield the dark spots in my life. In every relationship my actions were reserved. I became a chameleon, changing into whoever others needed me to be. I was docile and free hearted carefully avoiding conflict. I avoided conflict because it added to my self-perception of being weak and magnified fear in my heart. My choice was always flight or hide instead of fight, until the lessons of life experiences hemmed me against the ropes and I had to fight to survive.

There was one person who taught me the first rule to stand up for myself, by using what she called the biggest word in the dictionary, the word NO. That person was my mom. My mom was my hero; she shielded me in her womb when others had no compassion for me and wanted me gone. It was like having giant butterfly wings wrapped around a wounded ladybug; Thus, GIA MELLOW’s LOGO was born.

My mom was a free spirit, her favorite color was orange and her favorite thing was butterflies. Everything she wore had either her favorite color or a butterfly symbol. It was a befitting symbolic description of her personality. She blew with the wind, or against it, depending on how she felt at the time. She was my opposite, a real social butterfly. I grew up watching her from a distance even though I lived in the same household. She partied a lot and indulged in unsavory behavior. I feared for her life’s flight. She was daring, overcoming obstacle after obstacle or avoiding them altogether. Her confident personality demanded attention whenever she was present. I admired her confidence in herself. She carried me to new heights by exposing me to a variety of life’s trials. In her later years she helped me to gain understanding of her faults, as she spread her wings of compassion, pouring love, hope and uplifting life into me until her life journey ended.

Still in control until the bitter end, she called me on the phone when her expiration date was nearing and told me to come visit her. During her last days she tried to tell me everything she could think of that would strengthen me to finish my journey through life. The two things she said I will never forget, You were a good daughter, and People choose how they live, don’t they?

The last time I saw her, she looked into my eyes as her life began to slowly fade away, and I read, "I can no longer carry you, it’s time for