I'm A Shy Person. I Don't Know

I Was Literally The Black Sheep Of The Family, And There Were Definitely Moments Of Discomfort While My Grandmother Was Working Through Her Racism.

I'm Part Of An Important Movement That Needs To Happen.

Let Those Who Know Know, And Let Me Keep What Little Privacy I Can.

It's Okay To Be A Freak.

That Industry Expects You To Prove Yourself Over And Over Again. Do I Stay Doing This, Or Do I Raise My Daughter And Live Surrounded By People Who Love Me? Wasn't Even Really A Choice.