One Day I Cried For You

One day I cried for you. For the little girl Who’s daddy hardly came around. The daddy who saw, but looked right through Who couldn’t seem to find the seed he planted in you. The daddy that knew you were were facing womanhood with or without him Yet he left you  to struggle, a yearning withoutContinue reading “One Day I Cried For You”

I Don’t NEED It.

I’ve been thinking ’bout timeI’ve been thinking ’bout spaceI know I might sound crazyBut I’m tryna get down in a real good space As a reminder, I frequently have song lyrics in my head. I just wanna be safeI just wanna feel good every morning, every single dayEvery morning that I wake Especially when IContinue reading “I Don’t NEED It.”

Sticky Stuck Sticking Points: Forgiveness

*trigger warning-this post talks about molestation* Not forgiving yourself will keep you stuck more so than not forgiving others. Eh-hem, cough, cough. Let me re-phrase. If you don’t forgive yourself, you will stay stuck. That’s it. That’s the blog. It’s not really, but I wish it were. If I talk about it, that means IContinue reading “Sticky Stuck Sticking Points: Forgiveness”

You Don’t Have To

You don’t have to.You. Don’t. Have. To.No tienes. Tu n’as pas.I can’t repeat it enough.You do not have to take everything that comes to you. Not everything you find is yours to pick up and not everything you pick up is yours to carry. You don’t have to let it in your spirit.The mess. TheContinue reading “You Don’t Have To”

The Challenge in a Challenge .

I started a 30 day challenge this month. Decided to get up off my ample ass and DO something. A physical something since I’m not running short of projects right now. My friend said my list of shit makes her head hurt. Which is funny to me because she is decidedly more organized and busierContinue reading “The Challenge in a Challenge .”

Too proud to beg, but not to ask.

Admittedly, I have some odd concepts about somethings. Even though odd, some are more common than others. Like not wanting my food to touch on my plate. I’m not the only person on the planet like that, but I admit it’s a quirk.  One of the things that might be less common is that IContinue reading “Too proud to beg, but not to ask.”