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“Joker” just taught me a huge lesson about white male poverty.
It’s because it’s about a White man, specifically, living in poverty and you see yourself, and you understand and it scares the fuck out of you. Because any day now, you are terrified you might be pushed to the point where you lose control and kill your own mother. Maybe it’s not even that deep,…
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Are you a Victim, or are you a Survivor? You cannot be both.
I have a hard time lately calling myself a survivor, I’ve been using the word without really thinking about it means. Does it mean sitting on my ass blogging every day, or does it mean working toward something? I was victimized by men who abused their friendship with me to cause pain and sorrow. With…
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Why is no one talking about the brown girls?
I mean this genuinely. For one tiny moment in time, #MuteRKelly had people all over the world talking about what a disgusting disgrace Robert Kelly has always been, and it felt like for a moment that we were being noticed. It felt like we mattered. And all of a sudden, as is the way of…
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New Logo Design!
I decided to pony up, and surprised myself by heading over to Fiverr.Com and buying a logo from Marcus and he did a fucking phenomenal job. He gave me some suggestions to look at and I picked my favorite style and here we have the brand new logo for Loud Mouth Brown Girl and it’s perfect.…
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Paint yourself tenderly…
One of the things I’ve refused to do since I started this healing process, is to look at what I could have done differently. If I spend my time worrying about what I could have done differently to prevent myself from being raped, I would drive myself absolutely crazy. There are probably a lot of…
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If I were a happy person…
I have been thinking about what it would take for me to be truly happy. I think I want my person, you know that other human that some people have, who live with them and love them in such a way that their lives are enriched by the presence of another human being? Enriched, not…
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Not all men
Years ago I met a man named Aaron, who had a little brother named Chris, who had a best friend named Nick. It took myself and my friend Barrie several months to figure out that the only one of the three who was real, was Nick, and Barrie has never forgiven him. I don’t think…
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In this place of healing…
Writing about my mental health has given me the ability to really think about how I feel about the situations that I am living with in ways I never thought I would before. When I was working, I didn’t stop to think about why I was feeling the way I was feeling, I just understood…
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I was seven years old…
When I came up with Krisya Ohana. I didn’t know what the word meant, or would come to mean to me as time went on, but it was the first thing I ever created, without the help of anyone else. On the day that this word came to me, the skies parted, the Gods started…
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One weight at a time…
If you wanna be somebody, if you wanna go somewhere, you better wake up and pay attention. I am genuinely tired, like all of the fucking time. My body, mind and spirit are exhausted, and if you are dealing with mental health issues you are very much like me, and it can be incredibly frustrating…
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Your addiction is not an excuse, Your amends don’t mean anything to me.
When I was in recovery, I saw so many people take so many dirty cakes, that it occurred to me I was never going to get clean and sober, as long as I was surrounded by people who refused to be honest and open to their own bullshit. It hit me like a ton of…
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Fuck we’re snowed in…
So as you may know, my mother lives her life in an automated wheelchair, because she has arthritis in her spine. This is normally not a big deal and it’s not something I discuss often, I bring it up only now because my mom has been house bound since Monday, although she was able to…
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