Wasn't Sure About Posting...

But I couldn't let it go...

Saw some stuff on my social media timelines lately and I must say that people never cease to amaze me. 

Here's why:

The name calling, threats, and disrespect behind the choices a person makes with their own body is out of control. (i.e. getting/not getting vaccinated, having an abortion, changing one's gender).

Please understand, I get how passionate you may be about your stance, but being disrespectful to get your point across shows a level of immaturity, and ignorance, that is intolerable. 

While you are on the internet losing your shit, there's a child out there that's afraid to sleep at night because of the actual monster creeping in their bedroom. There's a child out there suicidal because they feel that death is their only escape. There's a child out there going without a meal; hell, there's a child going without period. 

There are REAL LIFE problems in the world that you SHOULD be battling, but you want to internet battle other people over their choices. 

*Trying to strong arm a person into getting vaccinated is not going to get them vaccinated any faster. 

*Telling a woman to keep a baby she doesn't want is only going to cause her to get rid of it some other way. 

*And talking down on someone for physically becoming who they always felt they were only shows how uncomfortable you are within yourself. 

Because She Is Who Created Me...

 And they are who made me...

As my mother: Part of who I am today is a result of watching the sacrifices my Mom made, and still makes, for me. I have never wanted her to feel like everything she's done was a wasted effort; I want her chest to swell with pride every time she looks at me. Why? Because she stayed when he chose to walk away... She carried the weight and responsibility of two people and she did so without any complaints (at least to us anyway, lol). She sacrificed so much for us; even though she never said it, we saw it. Therefore, she deserves to know that she is a part of the reason that I am as successful as I am.

As their mother: The other part of who I am today is because of my children. I decided after I had my daughter that I wanted my children to look at me with pride in their hearts; look up to me even. I am a determined individual because being their mother makes me this way. I have been determined to give them the best that I can, show them the best that I can, love them the best that I can. Part of who I am is because of them and because of them, I am always evolving into someone better; someone stronger.

I love them all with every fiber of my being. #MothersDay2021

There Will Always Be A Moment...

When everything becomes full circle...

Something dawned on me the other day. I have actually written in every genre I have ever wanted to write in. Poetry, children, romance, mystery, suspense, how to, and erotica. If there was ever a time that I would stop writing, and be okay with it, that time would be now. Like, I honestly feel as though I have come full circle as a writer. I truly do. 

As a writer, I have always wanted to grow. Branch out into genres unknown. Not only just branch out into them, but to successfully write in them as well. With that being said, I can proudly say that every genre I branched into, the book written was a successful one. I am truly pleased with myself for not allowing my fear of failure to get in the way of my growth as an artist.

I can say with 100 percent certainty that I have never felt more accomplished in my writing career than I do right now. My teenage self would be extremely proud. Dreams really do come true; you just have to be willing to put in the work to make them come to fruition. 

My Life Matters...

And yet, there are still people in the world that says it doesn't... 

I am a black woman. I have experienced racism, that I can remember, since I was 10 years old. Sometimes, it's been absolutely blatant and other times, not so much. However, each time, I was reminded of the fact that I was born with a skin color that is hated by some and feared by many. 

The current state of unrest does nothing to change the fact that there are, and will always be, racist people in the world. Some people like to cling to their ignorance and that's okay; however, it is not my job to change them. You can only speak logic to a dummy for so long before you begin to feel like a dummy as well and I, for one, refuse to feel like a dummy.

I commend those of you who are constantly calling out the racist people. Debating with the racist people. Posting facts for the racist people. However, I just can't do it any longer. And I am tired.

As my cousin, Jhortann, so eloquently reminded me, "Black mental health matters." She's right. My mental health is wavering right now and for the sake of what's at stake, it's time to unplug for awhile...

Make It Make Sense...

Because I think I'm a bit confused...

A few minutes ago, I saw a post that made reference to 9/11 and how the US has never forgotten. Every year, it is recognized because the vast amount of damage that terrorists caused, "changed the nation forever".

However, the KKK is the largest terrorist cell in the US and yet, we have been conditioned to conveniently forget every act of terrorism they have committed against the black community. From yelling derogatory slurs at them in the streets, to burning crosses in their front yards, to burning down their buildings WITH them in it, to public lynchings, and so much more. 

How is it that when a foreign enemy attacks us, we are taught to never forget, but when a domestic enemy attacks its own, we are taught to never remember?

That Is All...

To all of my "non-black" friends on social media,

There are some of you that would lay your life down on the line for me and I, for you. Your understanding of what's happening in the world right now and your willingness to stand for what's right is what makes the blood pump stronger in my veins. You have proven time and again, and not just on social media, that it doesn't matter who it makes uncomfortable, all people should be treated equally. It's what has made my love and respect for you as strong as it has become. 

There are some of you that are wanting to be allies and we need a lot of those right now. Continue to be willing to learn, to ask questions, to keep your eyes open and understand that there is a difference in the way that black people are treated compared to EVERYONE else, but especially compared to white people. Be willing to hear what our plight is and be willing to understand that what is currently going on is more than what some people are trying to say that it is. It's not about destruction and looting at all, it's about centuries of oppression. Centuries of being used as the scapegoat when ANY RACE decides to commit a crime. Murderers have walked free all because "a black man did it" was their trump card. 

Then, there are some of you that are completely clueless and absolutely tone deaf and willing to remain that way. If I see an ignorant post that you created or if I see ignorant comments from people you know on a post you've created and you're not challenging those people, hell, if I have to even question where you stand, I will cut you the fuck off. No questions asked. I don't care how many years we have known one another, it'll be snip snip, little bitch. Trust me, I have cut people off for less. Heed my warning. 

Oh, What A Time To Be Alive...

Because I never thought  I would see the day...

So, I am lying here, going down a Twitter feed that is sharing images from different countries worldwide of protestors packed in the streets and can you guess what I'm doing? 

Crying. 

Yes, I'm crying. 

I don't know if any of this will evoke the change that we need, that we so longed for, but to be alive during a time eerily similar to the one some of us have only read about, the one that happened less than 55 years ago, gives me a feeling that I cannot put into words. 

We are watching history in the making. We are living through a chapter in future generations' history books. These are the moments that life was made for. 

Good, bad, or indifferent, this is life and quite frankly, I've never felt more alive!