He Brought His Bimbo Wh*re To MY HOUSE For Christmas...
Hi, my name is Angela Carter.
What I'm about to share with you is hands down the most humiliating moment of my life.
It was the first Christmas after my divorce.
And I can still feel the heat of my face blazing firetruck red.
How I felt frozen in my shame.
I had spent my entire life manifesting the perfect life for everyone else...
But completely ignored myself in the process.
I never felt like I had the time or energy - for ME.
Even though I'd actively participated in every moment of the creation of my life...
I just didn't see myself in it anymore.
After my divorce, I spend months and months trying in vain to manifest an "abundant" life.
I bought courses, followed gurus, and read countless books.
I tried The Law of Attraction, The Secret, and guided meditation.
I always ended up right where I started: "Nowheres-Ville."
I realized that if I was going to actually live the life of my dreams...
It was up to me to manifest it.
No one else was going to create it for me, and no one was coming to save me.
As you'll see, on a whim, I took a journey halfway around the world...
Desperately trying to end the humiliating pain of manifesting nothing but scarcity in my relationships, in my identity, and in my finances.
I'm so glad I pulled the trigger on my worldwide journey of discovery...
Because I discovered that what was blocking a life of abundance wasn't some kind of external force like I thought
What was blocking me
WAS ACTUALLY INSIDE ME.
Literally stored IN my body.
But, as I'll share on this page, I discovered a strange but powerful "switch" that cleared away what was blocking my abundance...
And turned my life around so fast it made my head spin.
The journey was painful at the start... but once I discovered this switch, it rocked my world.
I've never experienced such a deep connection with my "source".
And I never even knew I could feel so connected to financial abundance.
What I've since discovered is this simple switch...
And the unlimited abundance it triggers...
Is available to anyone.
My humiliating story demonstrates how you too can discover how to rewrite your story into one of unlimited abundance...
Starting as soon as today.
18 months ago, I was hosting Christmas at my house.
Not long after my divorce from Tom.
He'd been cheating on me for most of our 25 year marriage.
Against my better judgement, I invited him over for Christmas for the sake of our two adult kids.
Our oldest was Jodi, a junior in college.
Tom Jr. was a freshman.
Typical me, I went all out to make it special... as I always did.
Literally stored IN my body.
But, as I'll share on this page, I discovered a strange but powerful "switch" that cleared away what was blocking my abundance...
And turned my life around so fast it made my head spin.
The journey was painful at the start... but once I discovered this switch, it rocked my world.
I've never experienced such a deep connection with my "source".
And I never even knew I could feel so connected to financial abundance.
What I've since discovered is this simple switch...
And the unlimited abundance it triggers...
Is available to anyone.
My humiliating story demonstrates how you too can discover how to rewrite your story into one of unlimited abundance...
Starting as soon as today.
18 months ago, I was hosting Christmas at my house.
Not long after my divorce from Tom.
He'd been cheating on me for most of our 25 year marriage.
Against my better judgement, I invited him over for Christmas for the sake of our two adult kids.
Our oldest was Jodi, a junior in college.
Tom Jr. was a freshman.
Typical me, I went all out to make it special... as I always did.
It was so easy to slip into my role as the "engineer" of the perfect life for my family.
I had mentally prepared myself to be cordial to my philandering husband.
That night, my kids had already arrived and had been telling me all about their fall semester at school.
That's when the doorbell rang.
I knew it was him, so I took a deep breath and mentally put on my "big girl pants".
But - I was NOT prepared for what came next.
I answered the door to my ex-husband standing arm in arm with some Kim Kardashian look-alike who looked young enough to be his daughter.
Her boobs were practically bursting out of her low-cut dress.
"Merry Christmas" he said, holding out a bottle of wine.
I stood there frozen in my humiliation and shame.
Then "she" came in for a hug saying, "Merry Christmas. You look so beautiful tonight."
I turned around in slow motion to see my daughter with her eyes wide and her hand over her mouth.
Tom Jr. was looking at her boobs; his eyes lustfully taking her in.
I had mentally prepared myself to be cordial to my philandering husband.
That night, my kids had already arrived and had been telling me all about their fall semester at school.
That's when the doorbell rang.
I knew it was him, so I took a deep breath and mentally put on my "big girl pants".
But - I was NOT prepared for what came next.
I answered the door to my ex-husband standing arm in arm with some Kim Kardashian look-alike who looked young enough to be his daughter.
Her boobs were practically bursting out of her low-cut dress.
"Merry Christmas" he said, holding out a bottle of wine.
I stood there frozen in my humiliation and shame.
Then "she" came in for a hug saying, "Merry Christmas. You look so beautiful tonight."
I turned around in slow motion to see my daughter with her eyes wide and her hand over her mouth.
Tom Jr. was looking at her boobs; his eyes lustfully taking her in.
I had the thought that I was becoming a movie cliche...
“Unhappy middle aged woman travels halfway around the world, finds happiness, love, and purpose...
Then lives happily ever after."
"Eat, Pray, Love" was playing inside my head.
But then I realized my pride couldn't go any lower...
I decided right then to travel to Nepal and go see the elephants.
What did I have to lose?
Before I knew it I was getting off the plane in Kathmandu.
The next morning I found a cafe, ordered tea, and looked out the window at the bustling city.
I couldn't believe I was halfway around the world, alone, trying desperately to improve my life.
“Unhappy middle aged woman travels halfway around the world, finds happiness, love, and purpose...
Then lives happily ever after."
"Eat, Pray, Love" was playing inside my head.
But then I realized my pride couldn't go any lower...
I decided right then to travel to Nepal and go see the elephants.
What did I have to lose?
Before I knew it I was getting off the plane in Kathmandu.
The next morning I found a cafe, ordered tea, and looked out the window at the bustling city.
I couldn't believe I was halfway around the world, alone, trying desperately to improve my life.
I was having serious doubts that I could discover how to manifest my "dream life".
I was lost in my thoughts and doubts, mesmerized by the sights, sounds, and smells of this colorful city...
When there was a tug on my sleeve - again.
I turned to see a darling little boy with coal black eyes and shock of black hair.
He had a flyer in his hand.
He was pointing across the street to a hole in the wall building.
There was a colorful sign hanging above the door with...
A picture of an elephant.
I was lost in my thoughts and doubts, mesmerized by the sights, sounds, and smells of this colorful city...
When there was a tug on my sleeve - again.
I turned to see a darling little boy with coal black eyes and shock of black hair.
He had a flyer in his hand.
He was pointing across the street to a hole in the wall building.
There was a colorful sign hanging above the door with...
A picture of an elephant.
The little boy said, a bright smile on his face.
I took the brochure from his hands and said, “I’m on my way."
I walked in through a beaded doorway to a dark room, incense wafting through the room.
Sitting behind a desk was a sight I was NOT expecting.
There was a middle-aged man there - who I couldn’t help but assume... was an American.
He had an American flag bandana wrapped around a cleanly shaved head.
His salt and pepper beard came down to his chest.
“Good morning,” he said with a welcoming smile.
His eyes sparkled intelligence, warmth, and kindness.
“Hello... “ I stammered just a little surprised.
“Not expecting to see someone like me?” he asked.
“Well, not exactly.”
“Not to worry,” he replied. “I get that all the time.”
I took the brochure from his hands and said, “I’m on my way."
I walked in through a beaded doorway to a dark room, incense wafting through the room.
Sitting behind a desk was a sight I was NOT expecting.
There was a middle-aged man there - who I couldn’t help but assume... was an American.
He had an American flag bandana wrapped around a cleanly shaved head.
His salt and pepper beard came down to his chest.
“Good morning,” he said with a welcoming smile.
His eyes sparkled intelligence, warmth, and kindness.
“Hello... “ I stammered just a little surprised.
“Not expecting to see someone like me?” he asked.
“Well, not exactly.”
“Not to worry,” he replied. “I get that all the time.”
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