My 1st son @5 and my second son at 14..... WITH MY 3rd SON @ 30 SCREAMING ON THE TOP OF HIS LUNGS.... MAAAAANNNNN YALL CANT TELL ME NOTHING! THE MATRIARCHS OF MY FAMILY CANT BE TOUCHED! Yall ARE THE REAL MVPS (Mind you... They are each others best man o)

Because I was ready to die more times than I care to express. Because I know the depth of pain that so many black women and mothers are currently in. Currently wishing the air in their lungs, just evaporated. At first I used my children to keep me alive, at first they were the only reason I didn’t go thru with it. NOW, I LIVE FOR ME AND THE WORK I KNOW GOD HAS FOR ME AND ME ALONE TO COMPLETE! I’m realizing all the labels (teen mother, sexual assault victim, abuse victim, multiple fathers to my children, divorced, addict) MAKE ME PERFECT FOR THE JOB! My perfect days won’t lead me to my victory, my dirt does! F/M on IG @goddess_butterfly bc I SURVIVED THE HAND I WAS DEALT!