As a little girl, I envision being a dancer; a pointe ballerina to be exact. Tiny black girl with big puffy coiled hair gelled up in a bun. Black leotard, with a pink sparkly tutu, and pointe ballet shoes. As I do a perfect Plie I search for the face of a proud father but…
Tag: self worth
Moving From Behind the Shadow
Processes aren’t easy. I knew God was doing something massive when he began to pull the false identities from under me like a rug. It started when I looked in the mirror and couldn’t identify the person who was looking back at me. I tried to play it off by saying maybe it’s the new…