Success Made Me Self-sufficient, But It Also

I Felt Devalued And Disrespected. The Energy Behind It Felt Disingenuous And Motivated By Corporate Profit.

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.

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

My Mother, Brave Woman, Lost Her Whole Family When She Decided To Marry A Black Man In The 60s. When The Marriage Fell Apart, She Had To Come Back To Her Family.

I Took Solace In My Relationship With God Who, Along With My Dog, Was My Best Friend Growing Up.