No one has ever died of Autism. Ever. Because it isn’t a disease.
"I tried to lose weight, but nothing I did had any lasting effects. I was a Fat, Black girl trapped in a Fat, Black body and the world had no kindness for me."
I know I might not seem like the type to even be at the nail shop, but it’s become a luxury that I allow myself. Having my nails done, smooth and shiny is one thing I am doing for myself. Call it self-care.
For Alijah. I miss you every day.
"I'm gonna do it this time. I'll rest, I promise. No, for real. I'm serious. I am. I'm resting right now. Yes, I'll come back. Yes, really."
"Meanwhile, I've been staring blankly at the top of my desk for ten minutes. Does that happen to other people or am I just amazing?"
"I was terrified that it was my time to go be with Jesus." "I was ready, but not really, you know."
"You may be doing okay, and then the rug gets pulled out from underneath you. It’s important to recognize when something is feeling off with your mental health."
"I know, as an internet denizen, I'm supposed to put on the happy face and tell folks that everything is always roses and cherry blossoms with me." "I can't live that lie."
Friends, I want you to know this. Doing what you have to do to survive is called survival. When the other option is possibly death, you take care of business. That’s all it is to it
