Now, that break is over, the stressors are back, and I can feel my nerves starting to fray again. That’s no good.
I’ll say this. Black women are strong and can handle a lot because we are not allowed the alternative.
"Everyone needs that safe person that they can allow themselves to be vulnerable with."
"I had a lot of time to sit around and think about my life. What did I want, and how was I going to get it? What was I doing about it?"
"Our pain and complaints are often ignored or dismissed, and many ailments go untreated for years. Sometimes, women die because no medical professional would take us seriously."
"Life will happen and I will be back to square one, having gained nothing but heartache for my efforts. A regular reminder that I do not deserve this happiness that I keep aching for."
"Socks and stockings? Forget about it. I’ll wear them but only for as long as necessary."
Make yourself a priority because no one else will. Your happiness and life satisfaction are your responsibility.
"I can’t speak for you, but I hate being told what to do. Especially, when I’m hungry."
"My emotional wellness had taken a backseat to being a people pleaser and I was falling apart as a result. I didn’t live for myself, opting instead to shamble along as I rotted inside."
