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I feel myself pushing back. I feel myself resisting and saying fuck it. I feel all these negative emotions building up and spilling over into the things I love. I’m at the point where I don’t want to be bothered or speak to white people. When these thoughts happen, I have to step back, take a breather and reevaluate the situation and ask myself, “Why am I feeling this way?”
Between the shit on the news and the book community being a hot ass mess, my feelings are justify yet I know that mindset and way of thinking is not going to help in long run. Just know I’m tired. Tired of always seeing unarmed Black Men shot on video tapes. I have cousins and uncles who are brothers, fathers and husbands. So the thought that their lives seems invalid is heartbreaking and maddening.
I’m tired of the vitriol and…
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