Hello Interwebs. Let this be the beginning of a year of journaling about how clueless I am in my existence in the world. I’m 38 years old, my birthday is in three weeks and I feel clueless. Just a black girl in her own identity crisis trying to figure shit out .
I don’t know what this blog will be for the next 365 days. But what I can promise to myself are a few short things.
- I am Voice dictating most of this blog. Because I hate editing and I want it to feel and be as off the cuff and real me as possible.
- This is my space to bitch about whatever the hell I want and share how clueless I am about everything… so if you hate it too bad.
- I reject the fact that I have to heavily edit everything. So fuck a typo, and a missed comma here and there.
So here’s to complaining about everything and unpacking it in therapy after for the next year.
~ a clueless Blackgirl
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