Clearing space

Royce is out. I’m so excited that she’s gone…

It has been an incredible ordeal though. I essentially had to evict her and she threatened to sue me.

I have been waiting with held breath to hear back from my lawyer. Although I will lose quite a bit of money in past rent, Royce does not have a leg to stand on. My lawyer said I could, if I wanted to expend the energy, take her to small claims court. I am just so relieved that she is gone. I can already feel the energy changing; I could even feel it when she first started moving her stuff out. There’s more light.

Space to create something new.

Lisa and I spoke on the phone, and she said to me that standing up for myself certainly was my lesson this past week. It hasn’t been easy, but I’m proud of the fact that I confronted Royce (while her entire family and father were there) and tried to engage in a difficult conversation.

Royce's father was threatening to both B. and I. Part of me froze, caught in an old feeling of helplessness. Yet, I did everything possible short of calling the police. Although I should have had a contract from the beginning, I did everything I could to handle the situation with integrity.