Dancing With Myself

I seldom experience the anxiety that used to send me running, from the grocery store, out of my office, clawing at my clothes, gasping for fresh air. Oh, you didn't know that about me? Yeah, I'm that high functioning. "RESPECT. You Da MVP. Scratch That. You Are An Idiot"

I am not exceptional…

"The way you articulate your position...., you know, you're so articulate for a...."
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I speak like the people I know. Those I spend time with, those whom I love. Those who raised me, those who raised them, etcetera. English, well-spoken and well writ, is our first language. We go to college (we graduate). We're normal.

Join me at The Mudroom

Today, I'm talking Race, Culture, Identity, and Faith over at my new home. I'm joined by brilliant women who make me want to dig deeper and reach further, and I thank God for the opportunity.

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