Last night, I came home from work and that is when it happened.
I make it a point to never look too closely in the mirror. 362 more words
So I’m sitting here in the quiet of the evening wondering what my next step will be.
Tonight my Son, The Boy, completely yanked on my heart strings and crumbled my strongly built (or so I thought) “Wall Of Self Protection And Loathing” in one totally beautiful and loving sentence. 907 more words
We Kenyans need to stop scapegoating Somali refugees. You know the phrase “blaming the victim”? It’s often used when rape victims are blamed for wearing “revealing” clothes, being out late at night, meeting the wrong people, partaking in alcohol, etc. 383 more words