My mother lives with me. For the last 15 years, in every home I have had, with every partner I have loved, she has lived with me. It’s quite complicated. My mother often spoke of being the black sheep of her family. She felt constant rejection from her mother and that pain translated into a life of addiction, self-loathing and… Read More
The Strength of My Soul….Still Moving Foward
I’ve been tasked with writing about three things that I’m going through but winning. It would be reasonable if there weren’t things already going on…… Here’s a sample of my life, a life after prison that requires me to tap into my soul, the place where my strength lies. Still dealing with probation; still dealing with unemployment; dealing with immigration. The… Read More