Now the juicy news!.. Moments ago, Porsha commented on her recent fight with 'RHOA" co-star Kenya Moore, while saying the former Miss USA has a negative attitude. Here's what she had to say in a three page essay:

"During my teen years, my grandfather moved to the house directly behind the home featured on the show. My big brother Hosea, younger brother Brenton, and I would listen with amazement as he shared stories of the civil rights struggle. It was important for him to educate us about the struggles and sacrifices so we would know how much we should appreciate those who fought for many of the rights and luxuries we enjoy today. 

My grandfather will be forever missed and loved. So for me to decide to have an event at the Hosea Williams House was a complete honor for me and a humbling experience. The focus of the event was to raise funds and collect book bags filled with school supplies for children whose parents were economically challenged. All of the ladies that I invited were held in high regard, but that soon changed… Let me explain.

From The first moment I sat down in front of Kenya I felt a huge rush of negative energy, and it actually stopped me in my tracks for a moment. She who was once a beautiful and admirable lady whom I was anxious to meet had become a cold, bitter shell of a woman. She was so cold to me from the jump! I didn't want to even ask her to join me after meeting her, but I know that I can come across as such a burst of energy. I kept thinking maybe she was having a bad day and the chip on her shoulder isn't about me. I gave her the benefit of the doubt. 

I must admit I was shocked at how she took offense to me and my questions about love, marriage, and children. I was simply trying to engage her in conversation in order to get to know her better and break the ice. I mean, hello, if we are two adult women over 30 what would cause me to think a person would be insulted by my asking if she was married and what brought her to Atlanta? However, if you are a completely self-absorbed individual who thinks I was there to kiss your butt and court you to simply join me in supporting a cause, then yes, maybe you would take offense.

After I left from that awkward meal with the Official Ice Queen, I began to put the finishing touches on the event. Initially, my husband was asked not to join us, because it was an event for women of power. Later that night I was pleasantly surprised to see my husband standing there at the event. I completely adore him and I am so thankful that after all the work I had put into the event he decided to surprise me for my birthday and brought me a cake and a gift towards the end. I’m so thankful that he also donated money along with us to support Hosea Feed the Hungry and Homeless Back to School Jamboree. 

OK let’s get back to what you guys saw. Now first of all, Kenya was two hours late and when she came in once again the bad energy that hovers around her entered as well. She came into the event as if we all were supposed to stand and applaud. Note: She was not the honored guest! *singing* “Have several get your life”.

I decided to make a speech and thank all of the women in the room for supporting me and my family’s foundation. During the speech I was overcome with emotion and opened my eyes to discover Kenya texting and rolling her eyes. I thought to myself, it looks like this child just needs some attention…LOL! So I decided to recognize her only to make a fraudulent slip and say Miss America (falls off the tongue so nicely LOL). 

Anyway, all hell broke loose. She snaps her weave ponytail and corrects me, I then immediately apologize, only to be given a deadly look of despise. I’m thinking, girl, get over yourself! We are at a charity event for children, who don't even have food to eat or sufficient supplies to be successful at school. 

Why are you about to go H.A.M. over a title that you no longer even hold? Girl, stop! 

I felt as if she had been waiting on the perfect moment to create a scene and show out. Well, I wasn’t having it! I wanted to stop any kind of washed up diva antics that she was about to display. So then she leaves and goes outside and tells her friend she is going to meet another guest…a male guest at that. I'm now feeling disrespected 10 times over. How dare you reluctantly come to this event knowing you could care less for any of the children it will support? And now you are outside causing a huge scene! I immediately felt as if I needed to squash the issue so I went to check on her to see if she was OK. 

Even after my second apology, she was still mad. At that point, her presence was more a distraction and her negativity was putting a dark cloud over the event. I felt it best she leave. Thank you! She then tells me I’m just waiting on a friend, I’m coming back in. I then let her know she was no longer welcome. I could not believe I would have to resort to kicking out “Miss Whatever She Was a Hundred Years Ago.” I never thought that she would have been so classless as to bring drama to my grandfather’s home and take away the focus from the children.

I’m shocked that it never crossed her mind to decide to support me in my fight against poverty. Instead she judged me and wanted to ruin anything associated with me. If I were her, I would have seen a young woman trying to stand for something and would have stood with her. You would think that since Kenya was afforded the opportunity to win a title such as Miss USA by standing on the shoulders of my grandfather and so many others who fought and stood for the right for her to even have a platform for her accomplishments. 

I feel she should have tried to let some of the richness (not financial riches, but the richness in history) rub off on her. Why wouldn’t she choose to be a respectable, seasoned woman that I and other young girls could look up to? I still pray for her and hope she finds inner peace about what has happened to her in her past.

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