Gina R (Gibana)
Bio
I have been Awakened, delivered from mental illness and reborn as "the" Divine Feminine! PLEASE SHOW SUPPORT by sending me a tip: https://cash.app/$dolceisgibana
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Stories (30/0)
Guardian of Resilience
I am a brave woman living in a vibrant city known for its music and arts. I have a passion for making a positive impact on the world through my writing and through giving public speeches. I don't know what the Universe is doing in a full way, but I get that right now it works for me not against me. I understand that I am being built to do a mighty work in honor of the God I choose to serve. I believe in free will so it is only for me to share my stories in a way that does not offend others or go against the rules of Vocal. I try to write in a way that will take my religious belief out of the way, while still helping others. I believe that if one wants to know more, they will simply come to me in a message and ask, and that is where I get an opportunity to give my testimony. Otherwise, I give my testimony through my public encounters.
By Gina R (Gibana)3 months ago in Motivation
The Magical Kingdom of Gibeon
The Magical Kingdom Once upon a time, in a magical kingdom, there lived a brave knight, a wise wizard, a kind princess, and a preacher's daughter. This kingdom was known for its enchanting beauty and mystical creatures that roamed its lands.
By Gina R (Gibana)3 months ago in Fiction
Confusion In Love
I loved you with my unconditional heart. I wanted us to be a power couple. I wanted you to be my brand new start. Our friendship was amazing, it was off the charts. You took me to ecstasy and it felt so good. This was a joyful time. You took the darkness and put the light into the hood.
By Gina R (Gibana)about a year ago in Poets
Dragons on My Mind
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. Delores felt like this was all happening.in real-time. She would soon find out how her mental illness had taken a toll on her life. Not only was it happening in her life, but her mind had taken her to a deep, dark place. This place felt like hell, only it was a lie that she made up in her head. Anytime she told her story, people looked at her like she had completely lost it.
By Gina R (Gibana)2 years ago in Fiction
Being Your CODA
It started off rocky from the start. You could never hear the sounds of my cry. We would never get to speak to each other in an intimate way. You didn't hear my first words and at 3 years old, you were forced to be a single mom. Life was never easy, but you did it anyway.
By Gina R (Gibana)2 years ago in Families
The Story of ME...CFS
I have suffered many things, but none have been as awful as living a chronic disease. I have withstood many trials in life, but none would prepare me for this pain. I deal with pain every day because I am stuck in a dark place at home. Some might say that it is all in my head. Some might give me a hug and say it is okay. What I do know is that I am proud of ANYONE who has to deal with Myalgic encephalomyelitis/chronic fatigue syndrome (ME/CFS). This chronic illness has left me trapped in my own body feeling like I have to push or pull the dead weight.
By Gina R (Gibana)2 years ago in Psyche
My Best Friend and Sister
Sometimes being alone can really be the solution. In a world where my mind goes crazy, I just cannot stop thinking foolish fantasies. I was diagnosed almost a decade ago, and I still have trouble being cognitive to reality. My mind plays outlandish tricks on me and I feel like it’s me against the world. My mind makes me feel like everyone hates me. People are talking about me. When I was young, I thought it was my self-esteem, but no, this is what the doctors tell me is part of my mental illness. I am really messed up. It started when I found out my sister was hanging out with my best friend. That really crushed my soul because I thought that it was real-life bullshit, instead, it was fabricated in my mind. I wondered in my mind if they were plotting against me? Did I do something to hurt my best friend? Here goes my mental mind going over to ask, Was it true?
By Gina R (Gibana)3 years ago in Psyche
Peary Sad
There once was a plumpy pear on the floor. It was cracked and it was flawed. It had many shades of green and yellow. I didn’t want to touch it, but then I started thinking, What if I was this pear? What if I was discriminated against because I wasn’t the cutest in the bunch. What if I looked different from all the rest? I guess I will be the one to take it home. I will make it into a shake or something different. I am not going to leave it there on the ground just because people think it cannot please me completely. Not every fruit is the same. Some are colorful. Others are more sour or sweet. I tend to believe there is a fruit for everyone. It is up to people to decide on that piece of fruit. We can make our own decisions.
By Gina R (Gibana)3 years ago in Fiction
Green Lights, Ufo's, and Strange Men
Some days I wake up with a happy smile, but most days I look around and wonder where my life has gone. Today I realized that it was a mistake to go out and waste my life on stinky lounges. Hanging around the same smelly bars. The haziness of what goes on in my life is the new normal. Sometimes I think everything will be okay, but then I find myself lost in these clubs again. Why can’t I stop? Why do I go around thinking these places will fill the empty void in my life. Today, things change! I need to stop this madness. Last night was a blur and it was the breaking straw on the camel’s back... or was it the breaking straw that I used to snort all that stuff last night. It is all a blur. I cannot remember a thing. The last thing that I saw was a green light and other flashing colors.
By Gina R (Gibana)3 years ago in Psyche
Longhorn Lover
Being a Bull is hard, but being Matthew Beevoe McConhay was an absolute shit show. In this case, it was a bull shit show in love. This handsome, and friendly Longhorn lives in Texas. His dark brown color shines orange as they see him grazing on the pasture. The best part about Beevoe is how he goes to sports events to play catch with his owner. He has a southern accent and charming ways with the female cattle.
By Gina R (Gibana)3 years ago in Fiction
