Category Archives: Mental Illness

Cathy Barge

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Symptoms Of Voodoo/Black Magic by misslatoya

 

PJ said 1 hour ago 
This Cathy you’re talking about is she from whitestone, ny?

misslatoya  said 16 minutes ago

Yeah, this Cathy Barge is indeed from Whitestone, NY. She is short and dumpy and she wears black-rim glasses she is ugly in the face and she looks whipped.

I mean I am going to be forty-three years old next month and I look young and innocent with a pretty complexion and the cute little body/figure of a pre-teen or little girl even-not saying that’s a standard or everyone’s preference-I’ve just taken care of myself and lived a clean lifestyle and it shows.

Cathy is a wicked, miserable, envious bitch and it is written all over her essence.

She has an obvious mental problem and she had the nerve to claim that she has a degree of some sort in relation to a social worker. The last thing the world needs is another nut out there that is ignorant and that thinks that they can use a position that they are not really qualified for to psychologically manipulate
vulnerable individuals who wouldn’t know any better.

Fortunately there are people like me and others out there that are actually of substance, value, intellect, knowledge and spiritual elevation that are able to reach genuinely high achievements and use them productively.

 

 

 

  

 

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Cathy

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My accurate premonition came to be rather swiftly as “I hit the nail on the head” as usual.

Cathy/Catherine Barge the bitch that I wrote about here (https://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2018/03/29/i-catch-them-every-time/)   came into work Wednesday morning on April 4, 2018 and called me “A stupid bitch” in an attempt to provoke me while proceeding on with a lie to use against me in a malicious effort to try to get me fired from my job.

Cathy called up the agency stating that the lady that we work for was on the floor crawling after falling off the bed. Number one, I had just checked in on the lady and she was asleep. Number two, the lady lays on a mattress that leans straight up against the floor she’s not balanced on any type of railing it would’ve been impossible for her to fall out of a bed that is actually right near floor level. And the woman is not any type of invalid.

If the lady really rolled to the floor shouldn’t Cathy had rushed to her aid to help her up instead of coming toward my direction to start a fight?

Cathy couldn’t even get her lies straight she hadn’t planned the treacherous incident very well (What set her off is that she saw a fresh cup of coffee sitting on the floor by the lady a cup of coffee that she was suppose to make. Me fixing the lady a cup of coffee that she asked for interrupted Cathy’s obsessive compulsive tendencies and she just blew the fuck up. If she’d known that was actually the third cup of coffee that I’d made for the lady Cathy really would have flipped her lid) I said to myself this sick, lying, jealous bitch.

I went into the lady’s bedroom who had awoke and that was now sitting up on the bed and acknowledged to her the lie that Cathy had just told because she didn’t know what was going on as she had just waken up.

“Don’t argue back with her” the woman told me. “I like the both of you”.

Cathy is on the phone with the agency telling them “She’s crazy, I told you she was crazy!”

And what had I done? Absolutely nothing!

Cathy told me that I was jealous of her because she is white and “under privileged”. Did she realize what she was saying?

She also told me that I speak illiterate (I’ve never ever heard that one before) and that I am skinny with bad skin. I had to laugh inside at this neurotic psychopathic bitch she had told on herself in so many ways.

Cathy is very jealous of me as well as others I doubt that I am the only one and of the way in how I carry myself. She is high strung and extremely insecure. She is intimidated by the fact that I am a very intelligent and attractive female of color (black/African american) that doesn’t fit into the negative stereotypes that many prejudice other races perceive that we should be or classify us as.

Whoever used her to come after me- because I know she is a part of a link from my sick and jealous enemies- knew that she was stupid.

Cathy is nothing but a low scale piece of trash that cannot deal with the fact that I exceed her within character and mentality she is nowhere near the high level that I am on even though that she is a white italian that probably needs to believe that she is superior especially over a black American person who just couldn’t be exceptional as a lot of us truly are.

Well, I didn’t get fired and Cathy was livid I could feel all of her negative energy directly in the pit of my stomach. Since she didn’t get over with her lies I bet at her next attempt among others she will try to turn the lady that we work for against me.

I don’t care I go to work to do my job and will continue to keep everything professional without feeding into anything I refuse to even mention Cathy because she has nothing to do with me yet if she keeps mentioning me to start conflict that is totally on her.

Cathy/Catherine Barge is so pitiful, predictable and transparent.

The devil is always busy and his flunkies are running as hot as the hell that they are all scheduled to burn in within due time. Us good folk have nothing to worry about our further blessings are on the way.

We reign as the darkness will never overpower the light.

 

 

 

Li’l Ones

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I am not the emotional type and I read and watch the news all of the time without being affected in any kind of way personally. I hear others say though that they don’t even like to indulge in the media anymore because of the horrific things that are continuously taking place and that they sometimes even cry.

I know that things like this go on all of the time, however, this is really too ridiculous and out of hand how I just read last weekend that some real sick individual beat (broke every bone in the body), hung (tied it to a tree), and then shot (with a BB gun) a helpless 4 month old puppy out in a public area.

It literally brought a few tears to my eyes and that is rare for me.

Whereas I don’t feel for people in general I do and have always felt for certain puppies and dogs and those that bring vicious and unwarranted harm to these innocent and precious animals need to die a brutal and torturous death themselves.

Evil Eye

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stalkerI am able to see many beautiful things out of my “big pretty brown eyes” many wonderful things that evil and ugly people cannot tarnish from around me.

The joy and the prosperity, the peace and the protection, the love and the respect, the knowledge and the blessings. All of the precious and priceless things that belong and come to the anointed and the well deserved.

No demon nor devil can spoil my contentment I am solid.

It is said that “money” is the root of all evil yet it seems to be more the “green eyed monster”.

Those spiritual and physical “stalkers” that are too much preoccupied with the lives of others because they do not have anything productive going on within their own.

The “tab keepers” who keep a track on the movements of the “enterprising” because they have no true purpose of their very own.

Those fraudulent souls who have no authentic identity and want to “steal” and to be just as the objects that are the most envied, the most desired within their pure “jealousy”.

Yes, want to look like me, want to act like me, want to talk like me, want to think like me, want to extra sensory perceive like me, then lie on me since one cannot duplicate the real me, and seek out to destroy me because unable to become me.

Oh, what a load onto me.

A baggage of someone else that I will definitely not carry, a burden that I would sure like to bury, a problem that I’d get rid of in a hurry, a bitch that I would love to seal into a ditch.

Oh, I can see why so frustrated of not being just like me as I am so hot that I hit that spot, I am so bad that I make you mad. There will never be another “cause their ain’t no other”, that is me “LaToya” not you “Mother fucker”.

What I say toward your “Evil Eye”- Goodbye!

Spook

One of the most ugliest and morbid of bitches that I have ever seen and/or came across no wonder the whore is so infatuated with a “princess” such as me. “So severely mentally ill need to go take a pill” and then go to sleep forever please do the entire world a favor and go away for good.

 

Blood, Money, And Dirt

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I never ever fell for the mind game junkie mentality. I remember when my drug addict aunt Tina would get in her jealous envious ways and literally tell me to my face “You don’t have no education!” And she would try to spread that lie to anyone she thought that she could manipulate into believing it.

I thought it was so strange how she would continue on with that when she herself actually never graduated from high school. She has no high school diploma nor GED. However, that was the entire point, I was highly educational and knowledgeable and she was not.

I had never ever in life been classified as a dummy and no one could ever genuinely call me one, especially not with my academic evaluations.

I also remember Tina being jealous of me being a cute little girl and of my pretty complexion. She had some type of sickness/obsession about bumps on the face and would have a field day trying to make me believe that I had a problem with them. I guess that was a junkie thing. A deep sickness among the junkies and the like because I never understood that nonsense.

Tina along with my great-grandmother had done and tried the same exact thing with my mother. They would tell her that “You never worked a day in your life”.

That was also crazy.

My mother had quite a few good jobs within her lifetime and when she had passed the government test and started working for the Post Office back in the eighties they were all ate up with pure jealousy and they came up with a scheme to sabotage her in the workplace.

All Amanda (my great-grandmother) had ever done for a living aside from being a junkie and a drunk when she came up to New York from North Carolina was steam and/or iron clothes in one of those work factories down in Manhattan. And when I once mentioned to her “all you did or could do was iron clothes” she got offended and said “Oh, no. There is a way that you have to iron”.

And my mother had said “What other way is there to iron other than to get the wrinkles out?”

946002-200The same thing with Tina and my uncle they got their jobs from social services. After being on welfare for such a long period of time they began to work there at the company. In the long run, my uncle kept his job until he fell ill from AIDS and while he was still on dope and died. Tina had eventually got demoted, got injured on her job (either she fell or someone got tired of her shit and knocked her down) then tried to sue the city and got fired.

When my uncle was on his death-bed in the hospital in January 2004, Amanda asked me to come up there with her to visit him (I was curious and wanted to get a look at him. He looked terrible, like death itself) but before we made the trip up there she stopped off at his apartment to steal his employment checks that had piled up so that she could illegally bust them.

Amanda could not find them so one day she sent Tina up there to her brother’s apartment to find them and she must have smelled those checks because she went right straight on over to them, also discovering his dope needle through out the search.

When one family associate had heard that I visited my uncle in the hospital she said that he was making, or that he had to make an amends (As some people who may have wronged someone in some way often does). And that bitch who was named Stephanie Caffey (a ole whore-hopper) made me so sick with her ignorance.

I had never held any animosity over my uncle for throwing me around the room when I was a nine month old baby, I mean my mother and family from day one had always shared that information with me when I was a very young girl, but I never had any personal recollection of it to feel any anger or resentment toward him.

It was an awful thing that he had done but I absolutely was not affected by it in any way, I mean the man was crazy.

The only hostility I ever felt for my uncle was in the negative ways in which he would sometimes act toward me and he had eventually admitted to me that he was jealous of me and he had the courage to apologize.

I also never felt comfortable being around my uncle there was just something about his spirit that was not right.

Tina and Amanda on the other hand always thought that they could solve their wrongdoings with money. I could not be bought from anyone’s guilt or from anything else for that matter. They obviously weren’t use to people with integrity (They were familiar only with people who weren’t use to anything and who had never had anything). There was not enough money in the world that they could bribe me with or to compensate to me for all of the nasty deeds that they had done.

What killed me the most was how they were supposed to be so much against my mother and I but when they would get mad or scared about something and then turn on one another or even against someone other who they would often downgrade us to, they’d run straight back to us to talk about them in the same very negatively light, giving us the scoop on and about all of their business (Bet those stupid asses didn’t know about that!).

misty blueHowever, we as levelheaded people always took certain information with a grain of salt because just like a dog will take a bone the same dog will most likely bring it back. So if Tina and Amanda would lie to others about us they surely wouldn’t hesitate to lie to us about them.

The only difference in between was that my mother and I weren’t fools. We were never stupid or naive as were the other people who were so easy or susceptible to believe. Nevertheless, jealous envious people want to hear the worse about someone else and will take in as true the negativity that is geared towards their targets.

Amanda once offered me control over her 5,000 dollar bank account. What is 5,000 in this day and age? If it would have been more I still would not have taken her up on the offer. “I don’t want shit from you”, I told her (All I wanted was for her to die and she finally did pass away in the year 2009).

In 2012, after my mother sold our old house and split the “will” money Tina had the nerve to want to talk to me about something.

“I want to talk to you about my pension”.

Tina was insinuating leaving me behind her financial benefits upon her eventual death. I do not need or want that shit she could shove that money all up her HIV or AIDS infected ass as far as I am concerned.

I never had to go to anyone and I never had to ask anyone for anything in my entire life. And I never will.

I’ve always had and I always will do for myself. I am a very independent individual. I only want my own and I will endeavor to always get mine on my own.

 

 

The Perils Of Lust

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spadeAside from the ignorant, sick, miserable, envious and jealous kind normal healthy and/or productive people do not care and aren’t even really concerned about what is going on within the lives of others or interfering in the success or progress of another.

Some frankly do not give a hoot or could care less whether someone is or happens to become successful or not, I know that I am that way, and that is a very rational mode of approach in my opinion.

Most levelheaded people are too wrapped up in their own personal affairs and are preoccupied with their own functional or dysfunctional existence and well-being.

I really doubt they’d waste time and harbor what is of no importance to them. The happiness or sadness of another would play no significant role in where it was not warranted.

Normal, healthy and/or productive people also do not go around making rules for other folks. Who is anyone to set the principles that govern another individual’s conduct? Who has the authority to set regulations that govern another individual’s specific activity?

So many other people do not even share the same mindset.

Judgments and accusation therefore would have no relevance to a standard that meets a particularly bias approval (Tell that to the ill-minded folk who entertain jealousy, envy, and irrational resentment, though).

Sex and lust are two completely different things and one has nothing to do with the other, just as sex and love are two completely different things and have absolutely nothing to do with each other.

Now people who feel a type of love for someone may want to have sex and people who feel a type of desire or passion for someone may want to have sex. Nevertheless, the two things are not one in the same.

People have sex for different reasons and some of the reasons may have entirely nothing to do with emotion. People have sex with people that they do not love, who they are not genuinely attracted to,  and who they absolutely have no lust/sexual desire for.

There are women and men who indulge in intercourse primarily to reproduce or to just please their partner (depending on the relationship or whatever the relationship may be based upon), there are prostitutes and people who have intercourse in exchange for money (based on a profession or lifestyle situation), and there are those who just have intercourse as their own source of pleasure and fun.

skullSexual activity has always been a topic of discussion whether it be regarding controversy or morality. And it is a topic that many get judged upon the most.

I’ve always been judged for the things that I was not doing amongst the particular and having sex was one of them. I am a grown woman and if I were a sexual person what would intercourse take away from me?

Sex would not take away my intellect. Sex would not take away my strength. Sex would not take away my capabilities. Sex is just what it is “Sex”. It is not sex itself that serves as the problem but it is the mentality and/or emotional stability or instability and even maturity of the individual who takes part in the act.

Some people are not able to handle sex. Some people are too weak-minded and get sexually whipped or fall in what they perceive to be as love.

Lust is the root of sickness within many people and they take sex way too far out of context. They need it and they cannot live or do without it. So many people jump from one partner to another to one that has become too many.

Venereal diseases have run rampant and is the reason that so many individuals are so extra psycho/sick/crazy/ill. The advanced stages of various STDs have literally went straight to their heads/brains permanently altering and scarring their mental faculties.

There is nothing wrong for not having or not wanting/desiring to have sexual intercourse in this day and age. And no one has the right to harass and/or meddle into the business (their jobs, lifestyle, and progress) of someone who may be a harsh reminder of what they are obviously not and will never be.

 

 

 

Strong Spirit

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1440458-200True love, respect, strength, confidence, happiness and power comes from within-and no one can ever take that away from me!

When those in particular endeavor to stop me it only makes me more inspired and determined to succeed, and naturally without even trying -I do!

I am very special, lucky, and blessed-truly ahead of my time (A cut above the rest). I am a survivor who always wins and prevails against all evil and negativity.

My enemies have been trying very hard to overcome me but that is nothing new. They always try and they will always fail, they do not have the energy/power or ability to defeat me (I am the one who can and who is able, the one who possesses the capacity to destroy them all without a doubt).

For months now they have been working relentlessly on my mother since it is extremely hard and impossible for them to succeed in any way with their attempts at destroying and/or affecting me.

Their jealousy and inferiority is so very morbid and they are so eaten up by it. And they kill me how the many of them will in a heartbeat deny their absolute envious and jealous feelings of insecurity and desire by downgrading me when they are accused knowing darn well that they are enormously crippled and totally entangled by it.

They love to play head/mind games. They deny most of their actions to throw me off because they do not want me to know anything that is really and truly going on-but how could I not?

I was born with extrasensory perception. I’ve always been far ahead of them. I know what they will do before they even know it themselves!

They are not and never will become smarter than me.

They cannot measure up to me within skill/capability/aptitude, knowledge/intelligence/wisdom, spirituality/gifts/power.

My foes all want me badly. They all want me to go down to the shittiest of shits worse than they are.

My enemies are trying to use my mother as a puppet/rag doll, getting inside of her head to control and to infest her mind with the most severe of delusions caused by the demonic origins and effects of mental illness.

They were and are so jealous and envious of the relationship between my mother and I. Jealous of the extreme passionate love that she always had for me. They want to use her by the manipulation techniques of black magic as a weapon against me, thinking maybe that she could bring me down.

Those fools are so very mentally ill, misguided, and so very delusional themselves. They also believe in their own lies!

My enemies need a serious reality check! No one and I mean NO ONE can hurt me through my mother or anyone else for that matter. They cannot hurt me at all, they only continue to hurt themselves even if they cannot see it or realize it in the beginning or right away.

These sick demented and demonic assholes can never take away my strength/confidence and they definitely cannot deprive me of my spirituality.