Just when I thought life would have taught me to shoot lower or feel less than others something altogether different happened…

I kept having access to opportunities that were so great I almost couldn’t believe all of it was for me. I feel like nothing adversely affected my life. I love my life. I have  a good life! Having a mental illness is hard though and it’s stressful.

I love how a rapper I won’t name that died in the 1990s said on one of his records; “…he had me feeling like Black was the thing to be and suddenly the ghetto didn’t seem so tough although we had it rough we always had enough(rap song lyrics)…”

I feel like Black is the thing to be in my 30s. Even though kids bullied me I feel really comfortable being Black and I feel proud to be Black too. Black is Beautiful!