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Some times I sit here looking at him wondering WTF!?
Literally overnight everything changed. No warning, no explanation…
I want to push to getut back, really push…But I am scared.
I want my guy, my little, and my Ember back. Miss so many things.
I’ve brought things up. And get essentially ignored about it.
HTF do ya go from all to nothing in 12 hours?
Makes me want to bash my head against a wall…or something anyway!
Sometimes I hate the fact that time truly does change things.
Been away from my baby for nearly two months. In that time we have grown apart in a serious way. I still love him, still want to be with him. However, the distance and such changed things for him. Soon we will be under the same roof again - temporarily.
I have tried some crazy stuff to actually put distance between us even though we will be in the same place. Said some things that I did not mean. Even tried to kick it with someone else — epic fail.
I guess this will be one of those times that I will see if time really does heal all things. He’s been a part of my life for well over twenty years. We have been in and out of a relationship a couple of times. he was the one person who truly took care of me when I was sick & lost my arm last year.
I miss the random “Daddy” texts & the binkie. Crazy things make me thing about him at various times over the two plus decades we have known each other.
Am I losing my mind? Maybe, just maybe! LOL <3
I’m needy.
I’m whiny.
I’m bratty.
I’m spoiled, and I like presents a lot.
I love plushies. The softer and fluffier, the better.
I love animals.
I love learning anatomy through your instruction.
I love nature and learning about its wonders.
I am infinitely curious about the world around me.
Nothing fails to amaze me and make my eyes go wide with wonder.
Sparkling lights entrance me.
I love people, the needy and the hurting. I love to offer hugs.
Cuddles make me happiest.
I need praise. I need to hear I am a good girl.
I need to be cared for like a princess.
I like to talk, but sometimes I am silent.
I am grateful, but sometimes my little brain forgets to express that.
I am sometimes mean. I stomp my feet and stick out my tongue while wrinkling my brows together.
I cry easily, and I need to be told it’s ok.
I am a little, forever and always. Nothing will change that.
Change the pronouns and so much this.
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Noted for his candid, impassioned work, Essex Hemphill, an African American poet, essayist, editor, and gay activist has become one of the best known black gay authors since James Baldwin. Essex Hemphill was born into a working-class family in Chicago, Illinois, in 1957. The oldest of five siblings, he grew up in Anderson, Indiana; Columbia, South Carolina; and on Horner Place in Southeast Washington, DC(which is down the street from my house). During the late 1980s and early 1990s Hemphill used his own struggle against silence to help him edit Brother to Brother, the companion book to the late Philadelphia author and black gay activist Joseph Beam’s debut anthology of black gay male writing, In the Life, published by Alyson Publications in 1986. Brother to Brother, which includes poems, essays, and stories by contemporary black gay writers and deals with the issue of AIDS. He is one of my Heroes!
