"Unbroken Threads: A Woman's Journey Through Hardship and Purpose"

Well, This is Awkward

A small tear falls from my eye and Classix leans in to wipe it away. (I pull back) Me: "Excuse me, I need to go to the ladies' room." (I retreat like the place is on fire.) I return from the restroom and begin to pour out my heart right there on the table in front of Classix. I begin to tell him about my marriage. How it's been hell for over ten years. I tell him about my dreams and my guilt. I know this ain't nothing but Satan cause what I am feeling right now, I shouldn't be feeling right now.

Twenty minutes and two boxes of tissues later; Classix has a look of total disbelief on his face. (I am utterly embarrassed) Classix who had been holding my hand the entire time was now pulling away. I couldn't blame him. Suddenly, he calls for the check and tells me that under the circumstances, we should keep it professional. (Here's what I heard.) (Girl, bye! You crazy!) So, at this point I am totally in my feelings and devastated, to say the least. I am so embarrassed.

When we exit the restaurant, I jump in a taxi with my tail between my legs. (I am not even sure if we said goodbye) While in the taxi on my way back to the hotel I immediately picked up the phone and called Kin to check in on him, Mommy, and the kids. As soon as I hung up I received a call from Melinda (the PR Rep) who informed me that she had spoken with Classix's manager and that he was reluctant to continue this week's press tour. (How Rude!)

Melinda also informed me that she had gotten great feedback from our earlier interviews. That the vibe between us was great for publicity. The promoters from the event subtly demanded that Classix and I complete the Press Tour together with the same enthusiasm that we showed previously. (Real or fake) This feels weird to me. I know that WSFAM is not a religious organization but they are aware that I am married and that Classix is a Christian artist, right? ( I know that this sounds crazy coming from me after my behavior yesterday but, anyway!)

Classix and I were scheduled to appear on the Afternoont Show the next evening around 5 pm. So, whether we wanted to or not, we were tied to one another for the rest of the week. Confusion, Anger, Embarrassment; I felt it all. I returned to the hotel, took a hot bath, and went directly to sleep.