From beginning to to the end, it feels impossible to bring things full circle. We all how the story ends, just as well as the first notion of it beginning. However, imagine taking part in that journey full circle, starting from the end and trekking to the beginning. yeah. this is my end as well as my beginning. This is my tale of karma being my new beginning as well as my old terrifying end. This Karma wasn't cold unnerving or even hell bent. but hell froze over and I needed everything I lost back. vengeful and strong. the only way I knew how to retain my sanity and gain those strengths were steeling my mind body and soul against the love and respect I once held dear for my family friends and lastly my vile conniving ex husband. they would feel and understand my disgust towards them and loss of my beautiful unborn child. They no longer deserved my patience nor my affections that were unconditional in every sense that my once loving bear like personality was now a feral beast for blood. to their dismay, I brought that wrath in ways that would not be satisfied with their deaths only. I'm Dianna Godorah. This is the story, the karma, I ultimately brought down with wrath on those I once held dear when tore down unyielding love with pure hatred. Follow my journey to the hell that was created for me when I had to fight to live and love myself back to health and struggle with my bed for revenge at my losses and betrayal. my one only and personal sitcom for being the devil after my Lost First love. Not the man but the innocence that I carried in my very own womb from my flesh.