Healing in Action: Father-Sized L’s, Part 2

I’m grateful that I responded and didn’t react. That’s growth. For the first time in my life, I didn’t respond in anger. I listened. I listened to my father say these things about me, and I was able to come to peace with the fact that I am finally choosing myself. If my father wishes to be stuck in his ways, so be it. I don’t need to be present in his life to continue witnessing his self-destruction and willingness to make everyone else miserable. There’s no peace in that relationship.

Let’s Dig – Uncovering Father-Sized L’s, part 1.

In later years, I would ask my father why he’d make such a choice. I grew up looking at photos in my grandmother’s house – our school photos sitting side by side and thinking, how could he ever deny me when I looked just like him? My father says this was never actually a thought of his – He says he made the decision because he was doing what I now know absent father men to do – continuing to deny his responsibility – now in the financial sense, and to make the woman out to be the offender.

I Was Schooled in L’s – Part 3

Excerpts on Francois from my Journal  2017-2018 Without even trying, but due to my lack of discipline, I became a mistress. And I struggle with that. Francois didn’t tell me he was married in the beginning; but now, I know. I try to tell myself that we’re having a good time, but that’s not true.Continue reading “I Was Schooled in L’s – Part 3”

That International L Story.

The night I met him, I wasn’t at my best.  I was sending out my thirst traps to any and everyone I wanted to render a message back. “You know better than to send that to my IG. Unsend it, and text it to me.” “Delete me then.” “Ok.” D’Angelo loved an image. I rolledContinue reading “That International L Story.”