Freedom Is Coming Tomorrow

The times have changed. It was really easy to freak out and feel like a failure when I left my full-time job because I was too busy defining my success according to how other people defined it…for themselves. NOT ME! Well, liberation is here my friends, because I don’t care what you think!

Adaptation or Self-Destruction

Howdy! On my post yesterday I began a tiny rant about how people treat interracial relationships since I’m a card-carrying member of the “I Love Outside of My Race” club. It’s a somewhat frustrating existence, and frankly it’s only because I’m way too damn observant for my own good. Sigh.

I Had a Dream

I haven’t been able to remember a lot of my dreams when I wake up, or if I did, details would fade the more my body woke up. I opened my eyes and was greeted by this tightness in my head; the kind you get when you’ve been screaming at the top of your lungsContinue reading “I Had a Dream”

The Struggle of Taking Chances

I woke up crying this morning because I felt like a worthless piece of crap. I could hear cars outside being started and driving off while I was still in bed. I didn’t get out of it until after 11. 6 weeks ago I did what some have called a “brave” thing. Or stupid. I quitContinue reading “The Struggle of Taking Chances”