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.

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, …

Fibroids hurt and often we as Black women don’t talk about it.

Fibroids hurt. They hurt physically, they hurt emotionally, they affect you mentally. Black American women are more likely to have fibroids. We are not talking about this enough. #MommyFab

The matter…

Then peak adulthood is learning to be happy with your lot in life and be well chuffed with who you actually are. #MommyFab

I’m depressed periodically during the pandemic, why wouldn’t I be…

I prefer to stay alive. Death is harsh and terribly final. I'm not done living yet.

I loved my Momma…

I loved my Momma. We weren't very close. In a lot of ways, she didn't understand me. ...she loved me as best as she could, she let me be free and sometimes she sat back and enjoyed watching me fly. #MommyFab #EfabulousHB

Was it really real son?

Lesson 1: don't share toothbrushes, mixtapes or your heart. #MommyFab

reasonsmysoniscrying: “I told her she couldn’t stab her twin sister with a pair of scissors.” Submitted By: Heather S. Location: South Carolina, United States Children… Hilarious and scary, all at the same time.