I feel like God put people in my life to help me with things that would otherwise be hard for me. When people say they like me or they find me to be a kind caring person it takes my breath away but it wasn’t always easy for me to see myself the way I began to see myself in my 30s. I have had experiences with racism that are sometimes so hard to talk about but then the other part of my story is God put people in my life that saw something in me that I may not have been able to see in myself as a person that was diagnosed with a mental illness before I was fifteen years old. My illness stole so much from me that it is hard to even think about. I wouldn’t make a big deal out of things that I cannot control I’ll be 39 years old in a few weeks.
I am a Black Guyanese woman. I'm thirty nine years old. I went back to college to take Early Childhood Education classes. I want to get a second 48-credit BA degree in Early Childhood Education by 2021. I go to NJCU. I have a BA in Creative Writing from NJCU. I graduated from NJCU in August 2015. I transferred to NJCU from Mercer. I have my AA degree from Mercer in Humanities and Social Science since May 2007. I write poems, I write memoirs, I'm a blogger and I am taking a children's lit course. I love reading memoirs. I also do book reviews from time to time. My favorite poet is Emily Dickinson. I grew up in Ewing, New Jersey. I live in Princeton Junction with my parents! View all posts by TheAyeshaSite