Three years ago I left Reno for what I thought was the last time. I picked up my boat trailer, left the grey Jetta full of Duane’s stuff and closed a door; a very, very heavy door.

Little did I know at that moment, that within a month, my life would be completely flipped upside down. Little did I know that everything I thought and believed in would be tested. That I would learn how deeply people can hurt another person. How people you love and trust can lie and hurt you on a level that you didn’t know was possible. And that deep down the majority of people are out for themselves. That the majority of people will go to any length to hide their lies and secret lives. 

Most of you have no idea the depths of what happened between April 27, 2015 and July 5, 2017… the lies, the deception and pure hatred that I saw. I am at point where I am able to discuss this and share this. I am slowing going to start sharing MY story. In an attempt to move on and get passed the things that are holding me back from moving on. I have kept a lot to myself to respect people’s privacy, those very people who treated my life as an after thought. And because off the embarrassment that I felt and still feel about these events. 

Some of you are not going to agree with me for bring up the past, sharing this part of MY story. Some of you will support me. And almost all of you will be blown away buy the decisions and actions that took place during these few months that shaped the rest of my life. 

I may not start publicly sharing tomorrow, next week or even next month but I am at a point where nothing is off limits anymore. I have been fiercely protective of my heart and my privacy and I am now realizing that the longer I keep everything bottled up, the longer it will take for me to accept what has happened, how it changed me and to ultimately have the amazing life I deserve. 

– xoxo Victoria