The Best Thing About Living... Is The

The Best Thing About Living... Is The Chance To Keep On Doing It!

I Was Unique In That I Was A Kind Of Black That White People Could Accept. I Was Their Daydream. I Had The Worst Kind Of Acceptance Because It Was Never For How Great I Was Or What I Contributed. It Was Because Of The Way I Looked.

The Naked Female Body Is Treated So Weirdly In Society. It's Like People Are Constantly Begging To See It, But Once They Do, Someone's A Hoe.

It's Not The Load That Breaks You Down, It's The Way You Carry It. Carry It By The Comfortable Handles Of Gratitude For What's Positive And That It Is Not Worse, Rather Than The Uncomfortable Edges Of Bitterness For The Negatives And That It Is Not Better.

My Identity Is Very Clear To Me Now, I Am A Black Woman.