Still, a Black woman & Here

Growing from tarnished soil 🌱

Photo by Kindred Hues Photography

I did not know exactly where I wanted to begin this reflection of my 2021.

Last year, I was overwhelmed with a slight sense of relief that Montgomery and I were in a new apartment, that I had made it passed my first 90 days in my Vice President Director role without quitting, and that I was beginning to save money again. I thought 2021 would be a year of thriving and living for me.

Black, a Woman, & Here Till the End

For someone who has been on their own since their 18th birthday, financial security is very important for my emotional and mental health. When I do not feel financially secure, my anxiety and PTSD worsens.

As a Black cisgender woman living in a global society imbued with and by white supremacy, it is a vulnerability that has left many people to attempt to exploit it so that they feel I am controllable—as all Black people should be controlled, right…?

I have learned that my vulnerability and transparency are strengths, not weaknesses.