Man raising my son is teaching me so much about how shitty we where raised as black people. The most interesting part about it all is that you find yourself saying things like “stop whining” stop this do that don’t do this... when the world is just well. New to him

We get chastised at too early of an age in everything we do. Black people are quick to say a kid is being “bad” now explain to me how a infant child knows what they are acting like intentionally. There’s so many layers to where we going and the one I’m working on

Through raising my son is healing me also. All the toxic masculine shit that teaches us to be out of touch with our emotions is the exact opposite of what I’m giving him. I’m aware that he’s an individual and no matter what path he chooses to go down in life I’ll never

Leave his side or turn my back on him