NO. Not speaking of him 🤣.

It has taken about 10 years for me to figure out what the hell I’m to do with this life. I think I have it:

1️⃣ Mother

I want to be better than my own. I want my children to never question if they’re loved or their place in life. Life is hard AF growing up young, black and feeling unwanted like I did. I want to be a positive reinforcement, so they know who they are, where they want to go and the tools needed to be successful along the way.

2️⃣ Be the best wife and lover

I find myself more in love with my husband more now, than when I left him. We’ve gone, grown through SO many dark corners with this disease. Initially, many of the circumstances not known. I was new to this lifestyle. Oftentimes embarrassed. I never saw this life for me. But he has stood there, stands there to protect me, when I damn sure don’t want to do it myself.

3️⃣ Warrior

Consistency be whooping my ass, but this year calls for a change. I’ve had enough almosts, could have, should have. It’s time to take action and do the work to be successful, for real. I’ve got this memo as my wallpaper.

4️⃣ Advocate

This disability journey, is not and will never be for the faint of heart. Everyday will be different from the next. In my experience, the answer is, “can I sustain the downfall through the hard times to let myself win?”

I’m tired of missing the ball. I’m ready to win some rounds. I know it will take a hell of a lot of work and prayer, there are mannny doubts from medical professionals, sometimes even myself, but I must give my attempt to see if I can walk an honest go-round.

NO bullshit.

I have a long way to go. I’m interested in seeing what is my output vs. input. I need to change it up.