Bye Baby Bye

Yesterday, I watched a show where families were fostering and adopting children. There was a little baby, and my uterus ached. My babies were babies so very long ago. My oldest is 14, a true man-child. My littlest is 8, moving out of the little kid stage, but still there. At 12 is my middle, […]

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My Latest on Blogher: Young Black Children and Suicide

The first time I thought about killing myself, I was eleven. I’d had some trauma in my life, unspeakable things that my tween self could not articulate. Pain that ran deep, seated into my soul. I could not get away from it. Image Credit: Sam D via Flickr At eleven, I didn’t make a plan; […]

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Get Out My News Feed and I’m Gonna Keep Running My Mouth

I used to think that defriending folks on FB was a little wack. I thought that just because someone disagrees with me doesn’t mean that we can’t be “friends.” And anyway — I love a healthy debate. But now, I see that getting rid of folks who are consistently spraying toxic rhetoric in your news feed […]

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