Welcome to our blog and YouTube channel! Get unfiltered

A nightmare in Houston

Posted by:

|

On:

|

This could potentially be a trigger warning to anyone has endured this experience. So you have been warned. This keeps playing in my head so fuck it let’s get it out and written down.

Now if you follow me on any of my socials you can clearly see the images I posted but on here let’s keep it to just writing. Now when posting on Twitter, Instagram, TikTok, Facebook, etc there’s only so much you can actually write. I get it, people get lazy and don’t want to do all the reading. Now blogging on the other hand is meant for writing. And slowly but surely I’m getting my spark back for writing. And I honestly hate that certain situations or things I see and or hear are the reason why I have the need to put it in writing. So let’s get to it.

For those that don’t know I have three daughters. Ages 18, 14 and 2. Yes, I’m a girl mom.

Now on March 16th, 2025 my life literally could’ve shattered. Being a parent is one of the greatest things and feelings that I could ever imagine. And I’ll be honest, growing up I never wanted kids. And here I am with three. One of my uncles told me after I had my oldest daughter, “once you have kids it’s no longer about you, it’s about them”. And I’ll tell you this, that stuck with me. I could honestly careless about me, my kids have to come first. I’m a single mom and I’ll always find a way.

Some see me and can’t figure out what to make of me but let me tell y’all I doubt you ever will. I’m an Aquarius so to know me is to love me. Read up on them and maybe you’ll understand. But what is this nightmare you may be wondering? Well let me tell you. Now if you have a heart or kids you may shed some tears. You’ve been warned so here we go.

Pretty sure those that follow me are thinking oh there has to be more to what she posted or oh that seems scary. Well here’s the story.

My oldest works. On that day she got off at 4pm cst. She got an uber to come home but me being me and watching her location I see she’s arrived to our complex however I don’t see her. My mother says oh maybe she’s at the gym and I’m like no, I have the gym key and it’s Sunday. The office is closed. How would she get in? So you know I go to my room and wait. I text her a few times and call and there’s no answer. I check her location and she’s in the same spot. Entrance of the complex.

Finally I start calling again and mind you it’s like 5:45pm cst but she finally answers. Says she’s in the uber and I’m like you’re lying it’s been over an hour so what the fuck. Then I hear what sounds like a grown ass mans voice. Without hesitation as I’m throwing on shorted and a different shirt and going all the way off telling her I’m walking over there, stop lying to me, who the fuck you with, if I get up there and find you’re lying to me ima kick your ass and his. As I’m walking I finally see her and I see a white car kinda hurry and speed off a little. I snatched her phone and we had a slight argument and as we are going back upstairs I’m heated and due to the glare from the sun I couldn’t see shit.

We get inside and I pull up her uber account to check the ride info. She got picked up at 4:19pm and was marked dropped off at 4:37pm. That’s sends me mentally in panic mode. I called uber safety line without hesitation and as we are verifying her information they ask what happened. This grown ass 42 year old man was asking her personal questions about her and me and where she lives. What’s her ethnicity etc. tells her he’s from New York and recently divorced and had a daughter. Tells her he’s having a midlife crisis. Then for whatever reason he said when he was 30 he dated a 19 year old. To me, it seems like he was trying to groom her. I told them that either there would be a case if something would’ve happened to her because I could’ve lost my kid or he would’ve been seriously injured.

Uber says they are investigating and asked if I needed police, fire or ambulance. I go, you know what? I’m calling the cops. Now I know some may say and have said oh she’s 18 and legally an adult, yeah she may be but she’s still my kid. She’s not even out of high school. But I call HPD and tell them what happened. While waiting for someone to arrive I go to my daughter and I did apologize for accusing her and asked why she didn’t answer or text me. Something. She said she was scared he would see her and take her phone. That broke my heart. I tell her to look at things from my point of view because I’m not trying to keep her from doing things but I’m trying to protect her and I could’ve lost her that day. Anything could’ve happened. And for a parent that’s always going to be your biggest fear. Something happening that you can’t save them from. When HPD showed up and we told them what happened they asked if he made sexual remarks and she said no. He just made her feel uncomfortable and had the doors locked. Legally the cops can’t do shit. And they felt as though he knew what he was doing because he danced in that grey area even though it was inappropriate. This creep knows where she works and where she lives. She asked what if he comes to my job? They told her that she would need to tell him she doesn’t want him there because then it turns into harassment. She was also told to let her manager know.

All of this my kid went through and she has to live with the fact he got away. I have to live with the fact that I almost lost my kid. You can say I was overreacting and not thinking clearly and that’s your opinion. But what some don’t get is that I love my kids. I would go to war for them in a heartbeat. I might analyze my actions for certain things but not them. If I fight with them when they take it to far with each other what makes you think I won’t fight anyone else? I don’t care who you are, don’t fuck with my kids. I stand ten toes down and will protect them as much as I can. I never want to be one of those parents going on tv or social media asking for help to find one of my daughters. Yes they need to grow and have experiences but that doesn’t mean I’m going to leave them be. I’m a Texas mom and if you don’t know anything about a real Texas mom we don’t just fight for our own but we will fight for others.

I say that, to say this. Hug your kids. Talk to them. Get a plan in place in case something ever happens. People these days are sketchy. We are supposed to leave this earth BEFORE our kids. We are supposed to protect them. Maybe her sitting there and listening to this creep saved her life. But if you’ve had a run in with this man or someone like him, SAY SOMETHING. Speak up! Talk! Maybe this can help someone and I can possibly help someone. The next person might not be as lucky as she was and who knows if there are other victims. My daughter is physically fine but mentally we are both shook. Prepare your kids. You never know what could happen.

Posted by

in