I’m a butterfly having a human experience as a woman who is black.
I’m also an empath, a highly sensitive person (HSP), an INFJ, and a romantic idealist, which is to say: My feelings cut deep. Caring like I do overwhelms me. And injustice and wickedness against anyone leave pieces of my heart caught in my throat.
I write to uncover what I care about truly, madly, deeply; to exhale; and to announce the “emperor is naked” because someone has to.
No one story defines anyone in their entirety. We are all so much more complex than that. A story is often just a snippet of who we are and our ever-evolving interpretation of life in the now.