Hi everyone. It’s, unfortunately, that time of year again for me. I hope this post helps someone who is struggling with grief right now. Here are some things I wish I had known before I lost my mom that would have prepared me better for when she left this earth.
What’s more disturbing about Malcolm is that Levinson included an arc about Malcolm complaining about white people not understanding his work.It’s unsettling because, from paying attention to Levinson’s productions, he is obsessed with Black aesthetics involving non-Black characters, including hairstyles, music choices, references, and fashion pieces.
Before my mother's death, I will say that half of my life was dedicated to taking care of her. She always had issues with her health, and being as young as nine years old was when I first started to care for her. When she died, it was the first time I could truly take care of myself. Going to therapy wasn’t doing much, and you want to know why? Because afterward, when my session was over, I had to take care of her. One of the main things causing me so much distress, and I had no choice.
While the context of the situation is different than what I’m feeling, the line where Millhouse says, “How miserable do I have to be before you're happy?” sticks with me forever. I continue to ask myself, “Why do you continue to put your well-being at stake for the comfort of others? If you keep doing that, you’ll keep being taken advantage of and have no money in your pocket.”
Ah, it’s wrap-up season, isn’t it? This year, I tried to go after things I would enjoy, as I do not have the patience to sit to anything I won’t enjoy. Thankfully, I enjoyed most of the media I consumed this year, but there will always be some bad apples in the bunch. I have read quite a few books in 2023 and enjoyed most of them, but I found myself irritated after finishing some of the stories. Here are the books I disliked the most in 2023.
2023 has been a very draining year for many. Let’s go ahead and get the cat out of the bag. Every week, more like every day, it’s something new. Even when I am doing things for fun, I am with the dread of how dark the world is and want to lie down.
For those who don’t know, the new book Um, Do Not Call Me Sis was not only written by me. It was also written by a great friend of mine named Amaya “My My” Janelle
Hi everyone. It’s, unfortunately, that time of year again for me. I hope this post helps someone who is struggling with grief right now. Here are some things I wish I had known before I lost my mom that would have prepared me better for when she left this earth.
What’s more disturbing about Malcolm is that Levinson included an arc about Malcolm complaining about white people not understanding his work. It’s unsettling because, from paying attention to Levinson’s productions, he is obsessed with Black aesthetics involving non-Black characters, including hairstyles, music choices, references, and fashion pieces.
Do I feel any different about her death now than I did back then? The answer is yes: I feel worse.
Before my mother's death, I will say that half of my life was dedicated to taking care of her. She always had issues with her health, and being as young as nine years old was when I first started to care for her. When she died, it was the first time I could truly take care of myself. Going to therapy wasn’t doing much, and you want to know why? Because afterward, when my session was over, I had to take care of her. One of the main things causing me so much distress, and I had no choice.
While the context of the situation is different than what I’m feeling, the line where Millhouse says, “How miserable do I have to be before you're happy?” sticks with me forever. I continue to ask myself, “Why do you continue to put your well-being at stake for the comfort of others? If you keep doing that, you’ll keep being taken advantage of and have no money in your pocket.”
Ah, it’s wrap-up season, isn’t it? This year, I tried to go after things I would enjoy, as I do not have the patience to sit to anything I won’t enjoy. Thankfully, I enjoyed most of the media I consumed this year, but there will always be some bad apples in the bunch. I have read quite a few books in 2023 and enjoyed most of them, but I found myself irritated after finishing some of the stories. Here are the books I disliked the most in 2023.
2023 has been a very draining year for many. Let’s go ahead and get the cat out of the bag. Every week, more like every day, it’s something new. Even when I am doing things for fun, I am with the dread of how dark the world is and want to lie down.
For those who don’t know, the new book Um, Do Not Call Me Sis was not only written by me. It was also written by a great friend of mine named Amaya “My My” Janelle
