Healing Is Voluntary

Wow. Addiction runs strong in my family. You name it. We done did it. Crack? We been on that. And apparently it made a few of us Super Babies. Alcohol? We drink that like it's water. Matter of fact, I think we own part of the Jacquin's stock. We just have to. Marijuana? Like why… Continue reading Molly, kiss my ass

Living in poverty sometimes makes me sad. Understanding that poverty can be looked at as both absolute and relative, I can say, "relatively speaking" that this shit is for the birds. I live in Philadelphia, the City of Brotherly Love. A place that is like its own little world in its own. Especially in the… Continue reading Poor people live

Boundaries. I've never been a fan of them. I like to move freely and not be told that I have to stay within a certain confine. They say I'm an air sign? Maybe it has something to do with that? IDK. But I like to do what I want to do, when I want to… Continue reading Damn boundaries

One thing that I pride myself on is the fact that in all my time living with HIV - I have not transmitted the virus to anyone else. For the most part, I have remained consistent with taking my medication as prescribed and going to the doctor. When I first got diagnosed, I remember how… Continue reading 2% chance of HIV

I was extremely hesitant to begin therapy again. The last time I went was when I was younger, trying to kill myself and shit. I wasn't in that place anymore. I didn't want to die. So I got this. Right? Therapy would be all the way in the way. For one, I felt like I… Continue reading My white therapist

What makes you gay? I'm asking because I really don't know. Society be confusing me. What I DO know is that, overall, we seem to have a huge problem with it if someone identifies this way. To be honest, I grew up thinking that homosexuality was a taboo concept. My culture doesn't really seem to… Continue reading How not who

Everything ain't for everybody. I hear that often. Thats cus I'm an open book. I'm all for sharing experiences because, more often than not, you will find that there are other people going through exactly what you are. They are just too afraid to speak up. And that's cool. We are all entitled to that.… Continue reading I’m not everybody