Love Yourz

The year is 2020....
Place? Atlanta, Georgia....

Heart beating fast, let a nigga know that he's ALIVE......"

I was 13, scars on my legs from the whippings from a tired uncle who had only an sliver of acknowledgement of the person that I was becoming. Only thing he could do is make sure that I don't swing left and become a statistic of drugs and crime. Just lost my aunt to renal failure and I was lost. Physically present; but mentally hibernating.

As I look at where I was 15 years ago, I can only imagine where I could have been if I had stayed where I was (Dayton, Ohio)

As I look at my city, ya know the one they say is filled of crime, uncertainty and bad memories (Atlanta). Only thing I can say is Thank You for the new changes and showing me what NOT to do. Because even though I was beaten, molested, abandoned and alone those first 13 years. Just like how the wounds healed physically, my love for y'all has healed too. I won't forget, but I can forgive.

"It's beauty in the struggle; ugliness in the SUCCESS........"

Now I'm 27, graduated from high school and college with 18 certifications and I have never felt more alive.
About to be a homeowner, and aside from the family I was assigned to; I have a crew that feels like the family that I always wanted.

"No such things as a life that's better than yours........"

I love y'all despite the offenses.

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