DSRW | Healing Through Honesty

Red & black.

Dirt was thrown but instead a rose grew from honey and potatoes. You’ve always been a flower meant to love and be loved but just like a forgotten garden, sometimes weeds and crabgrass grow in the meadows. The wasps tried to sting you and the flies swarmed while you were down, but they didn’t understand that your guardian angels are profound.

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Unfortunately, this is inspired by a beautiful love who stated that sometimes they’re ashamed to be black; all I’m going to say to that is…love your melanin! And just like Tupac Shakur so beautifully stated, “Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice; I say the darker the flesh, then the deeper the roots”. Let’s be real for a moment: we live in a tremendously diverse society, which is wonderful, but when I hear my fellow melanated a.k.a. BLACK (technically BROWN)

Photo by: Me, in bed reading “YOU GOT THIS” but having a “what the fuck is going on?” moment

Growing up, I remember going to the dentist/orthodontist as a child, and she made a note about having “full lips” in reference to my lil’ overbite. I also remember shopping and being complimented on having a “cute shape,” but for whatever reason, I didn’t see what other people did and went through my phases of being insecure. To be honest, I probably always had a nice shape because I stayed active, honey. Back then, I tapped into track, soccer, basketball, dance, cheerleading