I just read the headline for this post here called “What If My Son Were Ahmaud?” On an earlier post by the same Author, Kaya, a woman commented that she hopes I […]
She Asked Me Not To Have Black Children….
It’s like building a brick wall…one pebble at a time.
That’s what healing from childhood sexual abuse and trauma, domestic abuse and trauma and PTSD is like. It feels like I am building a wall out of brick pebbles one at a […]
Toxicity
In yesterday’s post I talked a lot about how I am not subscribing to the teacher of Jealousy anymore. In that I am making a commitment not to subscribe to the idea […]
Jealousy Can Go Fuck Itself
It’s hard to imagine that anyone could be jealous of me, and yet throughout my life it’s a feeling I’ve experienced a lot. Let’s be honest, I am fucking beautiful. I say […]
I will never stop talking about sex
In my last post I talked about the kinds of sex that I used to like, and in some cases still do. In this post I need to talk about why it’s […]
