Superwoman, that was my only option, I was never given the option to be anything else. I grew up believing that black women had an endless supply of resilience, we were the careers not the cared for and we were the reason for everything that was broken in our community.
I feel the need to reiterate this – please don’t come at me with ‘black women think they own the monopoly on struggle’ thing.
Winter is here and boy is it going on boujie. Gale force winds, hail, floods and now 10 inches of snow. Please believe this blog post is coming to you from under the duvet – my plan is to hibernate here until this winter of discontent is over.
The duvet is also sheltering me from transient winds on all fronts – the past few weeks have been crazy! Everyone seems to be facing a bleak season. If it isn’t issues with health, it’s been problems with relationships, or finances and work. I mean, the year was going relatively well but then along comes winter and its all change. Isn’t that typical of life though?