
With this notice, I release us from the shame and the rage that enslaves us, our inheritance and our burden.

“You are beautiful. I endow you with your beauty. Soft in your immense sadness. Simple bitterness. Arms against everything that does not free you. Rebellion against everything that chains you.”

Yes, we are all Consenting Adults here. No one is asking for any pity points— BIPOC or otherwise.

Do we stay because of sunk cost? or to keep playing out the same stories over and over with you as the righteous hammer & the world as your nail?

Until today, to find the only Real things you had left were delicious bitterness and delirious rage.