Let’s Unpack This Mess Brooke Alexis Nicole Love

Hey everyone. Today is one of those rare, quiet days where I find myself sitting here, getting paid to essentially do nothing. Usually, my life is moving a mile a minute—balancing work, school, and being a mom—but when the world slows down like this, my mind tends to wander into the “vault.” You know the one: that collection of life stories that are so wild they sound like fiction, yet they are 100% my reality.

I’ve decided it’s time to put something out in the open. I’m doing this not out of anger, but out of a desire for clarity and peace. It’s been sitting on my heart, and honestly, at this stage in my life, I’ve realized that speaking the truth with grace is the only way to truly close a chapter.

Years ago, I met a girl—let’s call her Brooke. Our meeting was like something out of a movie. I was at a bar for a modeling meeting that felt “off” from the start. A guy was buying me drink after drink while secretly sipping water, clearly trying to get me to a vulnerable place. Brooke walked in, clocked the situation immediately, and followed me to the restroom to warn me. She told me I wasn’t safe and offered me a way out.

I left with her, and the very next day, the news reported a tragedy involving a young woman just miles from where we had been. In my eyes, Brooke was a guardian angel. I felt a debt of gratitude that turned into five years of deep, sisterly loyalty. I was her “calm” to her “fireball.” I stood by her through every hardship—miscarriages, abortions, and personal struggles. I even advocated for her with my own military recruiter to help her get into the training she wanted when others said no. I gave her my last dollar and my full heart because I believed in the bond we had.

Life eventually took us in different directions, but we reconnected when I was at a very vulnerable point—married, with my son, and pregnant with my daughter. Despite my husband’s initial hesitation, I opened my home to her when she needed a place to stay. I truly thought we were picking up where we left off.

However, the peace was an illusion. When neighbors started telling me that “voices” were coming from my home while I was at work, and that my husband and my “friend” were together behind my back, my world shattered. I chose the path of a mother—I didn’t want an altercation or a fight. I was protecting the life inside me. I had her legally removed from my home. On her way out, she took my EBT card and sold it. It was a sharp, painful ending to a five-year investment of love.

Years passed. We didn’t speak. But my nature is to look for the good in people, and when I faced difficulties with my son’s father, I made the mistake of reaching out to her for help. Instead of being a bridge, she became a wedge. She entered a relationship with him, got pregnant by him, and to this day, she exerts a level of control over his life that is honestly baffling.

What’s even more concerning is the behavior that followed. I haven’t spoken to this woman since 2017 or 2018, yet she recently reached out with a casual “Hi.” Behind the scenes, however, she has been posting my photos, my son’s photos, and even private, sensitive content I’ve discussed in previous blogs.

It’s fascinating, really, to watch someone become entirely addicted to the drama of hating you. Over the years, it’s become abundantly clear that she thrives on playing the victim. She has this uncanny, almost psychopathic ability to twist stories, using calculated reverse psychology to manipulate anyone and any situation to benefit her narrative. She will stalk, copy, and harass, but the moment she is called out, she immediately cries foul.

She loves to paint others—especially me—as the villain who is “unhinged,” when the terrifying reality is that she is constantly projecting her own severe, dark mental health struggles onto everyone else. She is literally trying to wear my life like a costume, right down to involving herself with the father of my children, simply because her own insecurity won’t let her build an identity of her own. It takes a profound, scary lack of grip on reality to behave this maliciously while trying to convince the world you are the one who has been wronged.

Brooke, if you are reading this—and I know you are, because an obsession like yours doesn’t take days off—I want to speak to you woman-to-woman, with nothing but respect and a deep, genuine concern for your well-being.

It has been nearly a decade. I am not competing with you. I am not in a race with anyone but the woman I was yesterday. I am busy being a mother, a professional, and a student. It is exhausting to watch someone try to “win” a contest that doesn’t exist. Your deep-seated jealousy is screaming through every single post you make. You’re trying so hard to act like you’re better than me, showing off on social media for an audience of strangers just to get a fraction of the attention you are so desperately starved for. We both know it’s a façade to cover up how insecure you truly are, barely holding on while trying to compete with a woman who isn’t even looking in your direction.

To the world, you act tough and “fireball” online, but we both know that in person, you are always mute. You shrink. Let me make one thing abundantly clear: I am not afraid of you. Trying to look scary or intimidating behind a screen doesn’t work on me. It just looks like a desperate cry for the attention you clearly didn’t get enough of as a child. You use shock value—my private photos, my innocent child—because you know you have nothing else of substance to offer. Harboring this much hate, jealousy, and obsession for someone from your distant past is a heavy burden to carry. I truly, sincerely hope you seek the serious psychiatric help you need to find peace in your own mind, so you can finally stop obsessing over mine.

If you actually wanted to hash things out or talk like the adults we are, you have plenty of ways to reach me. You have my email. I know you have ways of finding my number. You can even ask my son’s father for my phone number—he will give it to you. There is no need for the public tantrums or the manipulative, calculated social media displays designed to get a reaction out of me.

Trying to use a gun to look “scary” or “cool” online doesn’t make you brave, Brooke, and it certainly doesn’t frighten me. It makes you look like someone who is desperately overcompensating for a complete lack of internal strength and character. Real strength is sitting down and having a conversation, not posing for photos to intimidate a woman you haven’t seen in eight years.

While I am handling this with grace, I have to be clear about the lines being crossed. This isn’t just “mess”; it’s a series of legal liabilities that can follow you for a lifetime, especially given your history:

• Nonconsensual Distribution of Private Images (CPC §647(j)(4)): In California, “revenge porn” carries significant jail time and fines.

• Stalking & Cyber-Harassment (CPC §646.9): Repeatedly posting about me and my family to cause distress is a “wobbler” offense that can lead to up to three years in state prison.

• Felony Distribution of Minor’s Likeness: Posting images of a minor without consent, especially in a harassing context, is a massive legal risk.

• Military Repercussions: For someone who fought so hard to get into the military, a pattern of cyberbullying and criminal harassment can lead to a loss of security clearance and administrative separation.

• Brandishing/Intimidation: Using a firearm in a threatening manner, even digitally, can fall under Penal Code 417, which carries jail time and can permanently strip away your right to own that weapon.

I have let the past go. I have moved on to a life filled with purpose and love. If you and my son’s father have built a bond over a mutual dislike for me, then I hope that bond brings you whatever comfort you are looking for. But please, focus on your own family. Focus on your own growth.

I am choosing to remain calm, graceful, and kind, but I am also choosing to be firm. My peace is not up for negotiation. I hope you find the strength to heal from the toxic hate you’re holding inside and finally move forward. The “adult” world is much more fulfilling than the one you’re currently fabricating online.

Be well, and please—keep my children and my name off your page.

— Tina

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How to Co-Parent With a Difficult Ex

Co-parenting with a difficult ex is one of the hardest things you will do after a divorce.

Not because it is complicated logistically, although it can be. But because it requires you to maintain a functional relationship with someone you may have very good reasons to never want to speak to again. And you have to do this while also managing your own grief, your own anger, and your own rebuild.

I am not going to pretend it is easy. But there is a way through it that does not destroy you or your kids. Here is what actually works.

Stop Trying to Win

The biggest mistake men make in difficult co-parenting situations is treating it like a conflict to be won. Every interaction becomes a battleground. Every disagreement is a point to be scored. Every time your ex does something frustrating, you want to respond in kind.

Here is the truth: there is no winning. There is only how much damage gets done along the way and how much of that damage lands on your kids.

The goal is not to win against your ex. The goal is to raise your kids through this with as little collateral damage as possible. Keep that as your north star and a lot of the petty battles stop feeling worth it.

Keep the Kids Out of It

This is non-negotiable. Your kids should never be messengers, informants, or emotional support for either parent’s feelings about the other. They should never hear you talk negatively about their other parent. They should never feel like they have to choose sides or manage your feelings about the situation.

This is hard when you are angry. It is hard when your ex is not doing the same. It does not matter. You control what you do, not what they do. And your kids will remember, for the rest of their lives, which parent kept them out of the middle.

Communicate in Writing Where Possible

If conversations with your ex tend to escalate, move as much communication as possible to text or email. This does several things. It creates a record. It gives both of you time to respond rather than react. And it removes the emotional charge that in-person or phone conversations can carry.

Keep messages factual and focused on the kids. Not on the relationship, not on grievances, not on what went wrong. Just the practical stuff: schedules, school, health, logistics. The less emotional content in the communication, the less ammunition for conflict.

Be Consistent Even When They Are Not

Your ex may be inconsistent, unreliable, or actively trying to make things difficult. You cannot control that. What you can control is your own consistency.

Show up when you say you will. Follow through on what you commit to. Be predictable for your kids. Over time, the contrast between your consistency and their inconsistency becomes something your children notice and remember, even if they cannot articulate it yet.

Get Support for Yourself

Co-parenting with a difficult ex is genuinely exhausting. The resentment, the frustration, the constant low-level stress of dealing with someone who is making things hard, all of that has to go somewhere.

If it does not go somewhere healthy, it goes into your interactions with your kids, into your own mental health, into your ability to function. Find a therapist, a coach, a support group, something that lets you process this stuff outside of the co-parenting relationship itself.

You cannot pour from an empty cup. Taking care of yourself is not selfish. It is how you show up for your kids.

Play the Long Game

Your kids will grow up. The intensity of the co-parenting relationship changes over time. The decisions you make now about how to handle this will shape your relationship with your children for decades.

Play the long game. Be the parent your kids will look back on and respect. Not the one who won the most arguments with their ex. The one who kept their head, protected their kids, and built something solid out of a difficult situation.

That is the goal. That is worth working toward.

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