What’s a time you followed your gut and it turned out to be exactly right?

Supposedly.

I speak on this in my blog, occasionally.

One day, I got this strange feeling my ex was competing with me. It started with a Maxim cover girl contest I entered. I was doing well – I stayed number 1 for 7 rounds.

Then one day, during all of this, I find out my boyfriend at the time entered a contest and didn’t tell me. He strangely asked, “have you ever won anything?”

“Yes,” I replied.

Then I began recanting my accomplishments.

I logged into Facebook the following day, and got a notice about a post for my novel The Fray.

“Someone reported my post as spam,” I said confused, “it was from October 2024.”

It was late June 2025.

Weird. Who would have the time to do that? I just so happen to be building up my pages so I could become eligible for monetizing – how interesting that with a reported post, this was no longer a possibility.

I tried to narrow down who it could be.

“Do you really think it’s someone we know?” He asked.

It was him the entire time.

For weeks, I could barely post without a warning that my page could be shut down. And when we broke up…all of the warnings went away. You see, I blocked him on all of my accounts. He no longer had access to my pages…and the reported posts vanished.

I was so mad – Facebook rewarded me with monetizing through Meta and Amazon after I blocked him. He pretended it was one of his friends in his circle for months…when it was him.

I initially broke things off because I felt like he was lying – and that in itself is an understatement.

Really glad I trusted my gut. Who sabotages someone they claim to love?

Thusly, my hit song These Boys(Ain’t Cute Enough) was birth.

If it were me? I’d always leave. Harder to keep. Harder to please.