I have been down a long journey and for some time fought a battle silently, other times publicly and now it is time to move on from the train wreck that it has caused in my life. There comes a time when you have to be the bigger person and just say enough of the bullshit. I was always taught to fight and never give up, and yes I made my mother promises to never quit and I am not going to.
Just because I have closed the doors to my publishing house does not mean anyone has won the battle or I have laid down the fight, I am simply moving on to new and better things. I will continue my dreams of writing, publishing with Demons and Deities, while other works I will finally venture out and self publish.
I will continue pushing forward on my dreams of modeling, bringing characters to life that only a writer could. I am still dreaming big and I am still keeping my promises.
Certain people ask who I really am, I play so many parts, but that is the catch you see. Zoey Sweete is simply a part, with a cast of characters in her head. Some come alive on paper, while others alive in photographs. If you like neither, in my mother's famous words, build a fucking bridge and get the hell over it.
Who I really am is a mother first and foremost. With a daughter that has her mother's sweet disposition and attitude God bless her soul. I am a survivor of domestic violence and addiction and not afraid to hide in the shadows, silenced, I will stand and talk about it and I will not hold my tongue any longer.
I was raised unsheltered, to know the world was not a pretty place. I had a mother that was not only a mother but a best friend and I am raising my daughter the same way I was raised, those that don't like that allow me to burn that bridge now. I had two amazing dads, one a drill sergeant who loved to spook me and some of my best memories were watching Spaceballs and Ghostbusters with him. His laugh was infectious. The other was a biker who showed me a different side of life. Biker runs, parties, and that all bikers were not these horrible men that beat women and children, they actually did things for the community.
So, when asked who I am it is simple. I'm a bit twisted, I have my father's sweet disposition, I can be a bit country at times, but I am in my heart of heart all rock n roll. Do I live a biker lifestyle, no. But I respect it. Do I love to feel the wind on my face on the back of a bike, yes. Always have and always will. Blame on the Willis in my blood.
As for my religion, I believe in God and the Devil, but I also believe in higher powers that surround us in the universe. Am I devil worshipper? No, but I do believe in alternative beliefs that might turn some peoples heads. But to each our own.
I am just me, love me or hate me I am still going to shine. I am still going to keep going no matter how hard others try to knock me down. I have a lot of mother fuckers to prove wrong. And yes I have a well educated vocabulary of a sailor, and if you don't like it cry me a river and drown in it. I'm not a bitch by any means but I don't sugar coat shit either.
I am a lover with a heart of gold and will do anything for those that are nearest and dearest to my soul, but you fuck me once, there is no second chances, learned that one the hard way. I am a free spirit with a rebel soul, that cannot be tamed. Rules are meant to be broken otherwise I wouldn't be where I am standing today.
Some might look down on me, call me white trash, a whore, a slut, but at the end of the day I can put my arms around the man I love and sleep peacefully at night. Can the haters that cause the destruction in my world say the same?
Welcome to the new chapter in the life of Zoey Sweete, hang on to those handle bars it's going to be a hellva ride!!!!
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XOXOXOX
~ZOEY~
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