There was a time when I didn’t realize how close I was to disappearing while still breathing. On the outside, life kept moving. Days passed. Responsibilities stacked. I showed up where I had to. But internally, something had gone quiet. Heavy. Directionless. I was surviving, not living and even that felt like work. I didn’t… Continue reading Crawled Out of a Dark Space That Could Have Easily Taken Me Alive
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Part One: The Release of What Was Never Yours to Carry
What evoked the writing of this post was me trimming my ends. As a black girl nothing screams put together like long hair, natural or not, despite how raggedy it looks. I had ends that were scraggly and splits that went far up the shaft. I had breakage galore, and shedding amounts I thought only… Continue reading Part One: The Release of What Was Never Yours to Carry