healing
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AN OUTSIDER’S DIARY
Life as a black AuDHD man. Some days I wonder what it feels like to belong. Not simply to exist in a place, but to arrive somewhere and never once question whether I deserve to be there. I have spent so much of my life trying to find that feeling that I sometimes wonder whether… Continue reading
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Visibility is no longer vanity but a responsibility.
Quiet, Polite, Measured, Humble. That was the version of me that was most likable. The version that believed that having an opinion was dangerous, and expressing it was arrogance. I thought strength should always be hidden because anything visible risked becoming pride, where I come from, people mistake timidity for humility and silence for virtue.… Continue reading
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As a kid, I drank from this very stream. The water smelled strongly cow piss. In fact, during dry seasons, we had to dig through the sand to reach water level deep down. Brown water, filled with debris and things no human should survive on. Yet we drank it anyways. I often say that I… Continue reading
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THE COST OF SELF AWARENESS
I live by very simple principles. Those closest to me me know one of these to be how I won’t stop talking about this ‘unwritten social contract’. To me, we all have an obligation in every human relationship. Not contractual one, but I genuinely believe that if our paths cross, even for a moment, we… Continue reading
