Tag: Black American

And it’s more of the same

And moreso will I only be seen through my words and it be the only escape from the invisibility I have always felt deep in my heart as a Black American woman.

The 10 year challenge.

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I did a 10 year challenge in 2021 after I did my big chop. I struggle. So many beautiful parts of me are in my past. Yet, so many broken, sad, and hurt parts of me are in my past and linger in the present. I seem to languish with one leg in the NOW, … Continue reading The 10 year challenge.

Adulthood is just coping with childhood trauma as best as you can

Disclaimer: I feel embolden to remind anyone reading this blog that this is a blog that examine life from the Black American (who are descendants of Chattel slavery) experience. I don't apologize for it. That's my voice. In this space, that voice will always be first and respected. Read on... I went home for the … Continue reading Adulthood is just coping with childhood trauma as best as you can

Black Women are HUMAN. Bar None.

Black women are human. We are allowed to make mistakes. We are deserving of Grace. You should not have to be perfect or the supremacist idea of "respectable" to deserve Grace and Mercy.