To even imagine us without our own Mamas is such a disgrace to humanity. To leave it unaddressed has made me who I am today. As I stand before the world and proclaim my hard won opinion from hard core data from my life experiences.
So piss off if you can’t cut this mustard. Go read a book. Primal wound for one. I could be one of your descendants, grand child? Standing in the world wide street proclaiming my genetic opinion and setting my record straight.
Is that what you the world want your grandchild, nephew, niece, aunt, uncle, sister, brother to have to do? And yet I am here doing just that. Stepping out of line and the character I was forced to play to show you who I really am. Linda Marie Browns loving child. Standing up to be counted with my data in hand spilling out on this page before you each day.
I’m owning my truth for all to see that at the end of this day. My Mama finally got it right with me. It’s was not easy to let go of me. But she needed this lesson. She came here for this lesson and I will not deny her any longer the intel she needs to adjust her perceptions.