Wickedly Fresh Farm

06/05/2026

Ya'll, I'm here....just have had a bad stomach bug the past 2 days.

06/03/2026

So, I was today years old when I found out what "plinking" was. 🤓

Pic for attention. This is George, the first peacock I'd ever met.

06/02/2026

Ya'll, I just feel the need to give a shoutout to my . I am blessed to be owned by him. ✨️🐈‍⬛️
😁that is all✨️

06/01/2026

Good morning!! Welcoming the month of June with abundance and blessings. June will be calmer, soft and a gentle month full of abundance, protection and blessings✨️

06/01/2026

05/31/2026

OTTATI, JORGE G (45) - 05/25/2026

HEATH SPRINGS, SOUTH CAROLINA 29058
Lancaster County Sheriff's Office

2 Assault And Battery 3rd Degree
1 Pointing And Presenting Fi****ms At A Person

05/30/2026

The Last One Standing

Two Sundays ago, on May 16th, a line was crossed that can never be uncrossed.

My firstborn son was assaulted and shot at from behind by the man my maternal unit chose to bring into her life. In a family already fractured beyond recognition, that moment became a dividing line between before and after.

The events surrounding it feel calculated, connected by timing, actions, and choices that continue to reveal themselves piece by piece. I have remained silent. I have refused to engage. Not because I do not see what is happening, but because I do. For months, I felt something brewing beneath the surface. I couldn't see the details, only the storm gathering in the distance.

What I know now is that my son was the only remaining vessel through which she could try to reach me.

I cannot carry much more trauma. There comes a point where survival becomes a conscious act of standing firmly in your own power. My path forward is not fueled by revenge or hatred. It is fueled by intuition, truth, and unwavering determination.

My goal remains unchanged.

I will be the last one standing on this land.

In the name of my Ditty, I will continue walking in my power. Heartbroken hearts cannot be broken twice. What remains after the breaking is strength, clarity, and purpose.

The measure of a person is reflected in their actions. My good father's name lives on through mine.

And I will not be moved.

Unless it's of my own fruition.✨️