Harmony in the Spotlight:Michael Jackson & Tisha Campbell love story

I wish I wasn't

Tisha pov

I sat in my cozy living room, staring at the framed photo of me and Michael. The memories of our countless conversations flooded my mind, especially the one where Michael urged me to seek help. I had been in an abusive relationship with my now ex-boyfriend, Duane, and the scars-both emotional and physical- were still fresh. I even put a restraining order against Duane.

"You're stronger than this, Tisha," Michael had said, his voice filled with concern and love. "You need to talk to someone who can help you heal."

I had always been hesitant about therapy, but Michael's unwavering support gave me the courage to I needed. I picked up the phone and dialed the number of a recommended therapist. The first step was the hardest, but I knew it was necessary for my well-being.

A week later, I found myself sitting in a plush chair in Dr. Evan's office. The room was warm and inviting, with soft lighting and calming artwork on the walls. Dr.Evan's, a kind and empathetic woman, welcomed me with a gentle smile.

"Tell me about what's been going on," Dr.Evan's said softly.

As I began to speak, the floodgates opened. I talked about the fear, the manipulation, and the pain that Duane had inflicted on me.

"I had been emotionally, mentally, and physically abused. I kept things hidden from my family, his family, our friends, and the public. I said I always believed I was a "strong woman" by keeping this abuse under wraps, but I now admit I was scared.

"Can you tell me the things he has done?"

"One day we were arguing about whether he was cheating on me or not then one thing led to another he pinned me against the wall and put an arm on my throat. I also remembered we were arguing about my weight which spiral out of control and Duane eventually punched me with a closed fist in the chest"

"Ok, one question. Why were you arguing your weight?,"Dr.Evan's asked.

"Well during those 3 months I have fallen pregnant, but I miscarried"

"Those any family members,friends, or Duane even knew about the pregnancy?"

"No"

Dr.Evan's listened intently, offering words of comfort and validation. Each session became a safe space for Tisha to unpack my trauma and begin the healing process.

Overtime, I started to feel lighter. The therapy sessions helped me reclaim my sense of self-worth and gave me the tools to cope with my past. I realized that I  was not defined by the abuse I endured but by my resilience and strength.

One sunny afternoon, after a particularly empowering session with Dr.Evans, I decided to channel my emotions into my music. I headed to the studio, a place that had been always been my sanctuary. The familiar scent of the recording booth and the hum of the equipment filled me with a sense of purpose.

I had been working on my solo album, Unbreakable, for months, but now I felt a renewed sense of determination. I poured my heart and soul into my every lyric, every note, and every melody. The music became a testament to my journey, a story of survival and empowerment.

As I sang the title track, "I wish I wasn't", my voice resonated with a newfound strength. The lyrics spoke of rising from the ashes, of finding light in the darkest of times, and of the unyielding spirit that refused to be broken. My eyes filled with tears, but this time, they were tears of triumph.

I'm home alone again
And you're out hangin' with your friends
So you say
Somehow I know it's not quite that way
It's getting pretty late
And you haven't checked on me all day
When I called you didn't answer
Now I'm feelin' like you're ignorin' me
I wish that you were home
Holdin' me tight in your arms
And I wish I could go back
To the day before we met
And skip my regret
I wish I wasn't in love with you
So you couldn't hurt me
It just ain't fair the way you treat me
No, you don't deserve me
Wasted my time thinkin' 'bout you
And you ain't never gon' change
I wish I wasn't in love with you
So I wouldn't feel this way
When you touch me my heart melts
(And anything you did wrong I forgive) Yeah, yeah
So you play me and take advantage
Of the love that I feel for you
Why you wanna hurt me so bad
I believed in you that's why I'm so mad
Now I'm drowning in disappointment
And it's hard for me to even look at you
I wish that you were home, oh, yes, I do
Holdin' me tight in your arms, ooh, baby
And I wish I could go back
To the day before we met
And skip my regret
I wish I wasn't in love with you
So you couldn't hurt me (I don't wanna hurt no more)
It just ain't fair (It just ain't fair, no) the way
you treat me
No, you don't desert me (You, you)
Wasted my time thinkin' 'bout you
And you ain't never gon' change (You ain't never gonna
change)
I wish I wasn't (I wasn't in love) in love with you
So I wouldn't feel this way (I wouldn't feel this way)
Said you care about me, but from what I see
I ain't feelin' that, so I disagree
Gave you all my love and understanding
And you treated me like your enemy
So leave me alone, don't bother to follow me
Now just go back where you came from
This house is no longer your home
You are not welcome no, no, no more, no more
I wish I wasn't in love with you
So you couldn't hurt me (You couldn't hurt me, baby)
It just ain't fair (It just ain't fair) the way you
treat me (The way you treat me)
No, you don't deserve me (You don't deserve me, baby)
Wasted my time (Oh, oh) thinkin' 'bout you
(Thinkin' about you)
And you ain't never gon' change (You're never gonna
change, never gonna change)
I wish I wasn't in love with you
So I wouldn't feel this way
I wish I wasn't in love with you
So you couldn't hurt me (You couldn't hurt me this
bad)
It just ain't fair (It ain't fair) the way you treat me
(No, it ain't fair)
No, you don't deserve me (You don't deserve me, my
love)
Wasted my time (Ooh) thinkin' 'bout you (Thinkin'
about you)
And you ain't never gon' change (You ain't gonna never
change)
I wish I wasn't (Wasn't) in love with you (In love
with you)
So I wouldn't feel this way
Hear you knockin' at the door again
I'm wonderin' should I let you in
I open up the door and see
The flowers for me, so beautiful in your hand
You start beggin' me to take you back
I've always been a sucker for romance
And before you know it I could see it, you're all over
me
Oh, no, here I go again
I wish I wasn't in love with you
So you couldn't hurt me

By the time I finished recording, I felt an overwhelming sense of accomplishment. I had turned my pain into something beautiful, something that could inspire others who were going through similar struggles. The album was more than just music; it was a declaration of my resilience and celebration of my newfound freedom.

As I left the studio that evening, I looked up at the sky, feeling a sense of peace I hadn't known in a long time. I knew that my journey was far from over, but I also knew that I was no longer alone. With the support of my best friend, my therapist, and my music, I was ready to face whatever came next. I was, and always would be, unbreakable.