I quit three jobs in 2021.
Tag: reflection
Passivity
Throughout my life - or at least my young adult life - I've been incredibly passive.
Self-Hate: A Perception of Exclusion
A continuation of the narrative, based on an adolescent struggle with self-hate.
Grief & Revisionist History, Part 2
A couple years ago, in the wake of the death of a prominent hip-hop figure, I wrote about the divergent reactions from the public to this sudden and devastating event -- grief and sympathy vs. relief and apathy -- as well as the importance of looking at people's lives holistically and not engaging in the… Continue reading Grief & Revisionist History, Part 2
Sensitivity
I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I care about the feelings of other people and try to be in tune with their sensitivities. I'm sorry that I prioritize not offending people because I care about how receptive they are to what I'm saying. I'm sorry that I try to choose my words carefully because I'm concerned… Continue reading Sensitivity
Grief, the Value of Life, the Propensity to Change, and Revisionist History
[*Note: I've purposely omitted the name of the primary subject of this post; however it shouldn't take long to figure out who it is that I'm talking about.] Somebody died the other day. He was a popular rapper, from Florida. His death has been a heavily discussed subject on social media over the course of… Continue reading Grief, the Value of Life, the Propensity to Change, and Revisionist History
I Don’t Want to Settle
I have been at a crossroads in my life for a very long time. I am interested in/passionate about a lot of things. I love writing. I love writing about things that I love, and writing has given me an avenue to express myself creatively. I love music. Listening to it, writing about it, creating… Continue reading I Don’t Want to Settle
Self-Hate: Sorrow Without Solace
A narrative, loosely based on an adolescent struggle with self-hate.
We Didn’t Learn Any of That in School
A brief reflection on miseducation.
“We Must Love Each Other and Protect Each Other”: The Beauty of Black Solidarity
During my junior year of college, I joined a few Black/African organizations on campus; one of the orgs that I joined was the university’s chapter of the NAACP. At the conclusion of our first meeting, we practiced one of the club's traditions: the students form a large circle, hold hands, and chant the following Assata… Continue reading “We Must Love Each Other and Protect Each Other”: The Beauty of Black Solidarity
Black Spasmodic 