Story Time.

Every year, I would ask certain students what they want for Christmas, and shockingly, one 3rd grader asked for "curtains." I said "curtains".. he said yes. He wanted curtains for his window. So I got him, curtains he asked for, curious George. My favorite cartoon So I got matching sheets for bunk beds because I knew he had 2 other siblings. I showed up to his house to hand off the curtains a week before Christmas. When I walked into his house. It was so dirty, and no window in the house had curtains. I was in such shock.

I just got off the phone with a parent who cussed me the fuck out in 2019, when I was speaking with high school seniors about college life I also told the young women to trust their gut feeling when they feel something is wrong. Dont take any open drinks, always enter a room with Friends, if you feel uncomfortable at any point you can say no, I was teaching all the students to be observant, alert, and very self trusting of their gut feelings, anyone can get raped, so I wasn't teaching them how to avoid rape but to move with their eyes, mind and heart.

Story time.

So every Friday, I do a class room wellness check. Just to make sure I know every student in the school. Every classroom is named after a University or College, Black and White schools. Today, I walked into "Howard University" classroom. I jokingly asked where is Vice President Kamala Harris picture since she's the first woman Vice President and an alumni of Howard University. Baby, this white man going to say isn't her policies problematic? I did the confused screw face, and looked at the other teacher where he said, we try not to

I had a 7 year old client removed from his home for sexually abusing his 2 year old brother. Stay with me, he was placed in a residential treatment facility in Virginia where I worked as a Residential Counselor. He's been in the facility for 1 year 3 months before I got him. He had 4 counselors before, his file landed on my desk. When a counselor doesn't make progress within a certain time frame they pass the resident on to another counselor to make progress (terrible process). For 3 months, 1 hour every Monday, Tuesday and Friday we sat in silence.

Last night I was at my peoples house with a few friends and my homegirl with her daugther, 5, who I haven't seen her since she was 3...any way, she told her daughter to give me a hug, and the girl was very shy, I said to the mom don't ever force your child to hug any one. The mother said but she should know you, I said, yes that's correct, she should & that's on me not coming around as often but the reality is, she doesn't know me. I continued with, you don't want to force your daugther to hug people especially men. She looked at me and said,

Just had a conversation with my oldest brother. He apologized for teasing me as a child for being gay. The first time he's ever said he was sorry. He thanked me for being a bridge to him and his gay son. He ended with he couldn't hsve asked for a better role model for his son😥😥 People don't understand, my oldest brother was our father figure growing up. After our father walked out in 1988, after my stepfather was murdered in 1995, he was the consistent male figure in our lives. He was very strict with Guyanese mentality. Being gay was NO in his book.

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Story Time: My rape experience:
My boyfriend for 3 years, he literally ghosted me, packed all his shit up when I was at work, and left town with his "friend" which later I found out was his side dude. He changed his number and didn't respond to his email. He was gone for 5 months, and I didn't hear from him at all until he showed up late one night out of the blue. I worked a double this day, 7am - 3pm, 3pm - 11pm at a residential treatment facility. It's about a 40 minute drive from work to home, so I made home around 12am.

I'm walking to the train a few minutes ago and a woman walked right up to me and gave me a tight hug and whispered quickly, "please act like you know me 3 guys are following me for a while" I played along then walked her 3 blocks home. What an experience for the both of us. I'm not going to act like I didn't hesitate because we're in New York, people set you up real quick. Her hug was too real to be fake, and three men was following behind at a distance. As walked and talk i realized she was terrified, she kept saying i have to get home to her son.