tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5907788645425948477.post6020646036793345419..comments2019-11-14T09:38:03.291-05:00Comments on Broken Silence: Shoe Personality of the Week: 05/17/10Ndygo Sunshynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08821060076647560046noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5907788645425948477.post-27533705656465641162010-05-17T16:09:39.257-04:002010-05-17T16:09:39.257-04:00Ok, with some clarification I can tackle this a li...Ok, with some clarification I can tackle this a little better now.<br /><br />You're wrong, this installment is NOT over (now that I know what you mean) & your people will continue to remind you of that. So, keep ya head up & your B.S. quotient higher 'cuz there's more to come.<br /><br />Coming out of a coma, hibernation, or just waking up from a really long nap is always new & exhilarating. Take your time and see what happens. Discovering your femininity, beyond what others have decided you are, understanding who you are as a woman is an awesome experience. & it can be scary, especially when you discover how very different you are from the way others see you.<br /><br />We won't worry about what Mr. Denial is thinking. He's been drifting down that river for more years of his life than you've been alive. Pay him no mind. A lawyer is a good idea. Have a mouthpiece who can communicate your wishes without you having to actually encounter each other's emotions up close & personal. Things can get real muddy then. No need for mud when you're out here growing all this newness bathing under this rain.<br /><br />What a place to be indeed.Ndygo Sunshynehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08821060076647560046noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5907788645425948477.post-32131255861965917862010-05-16T20:48:36.876-04:002010-05-16T20:48:36.876-04:00Conundrum, conundrum....I ain't got none with ...Conundrum, conundrum....I ain't got none with this isht. Far as I'm concerned, this installment is ovah. <br /><br />But I am having an interesting, decidedly UN-neutral moment with my self, my body, my sexuality. And mens. It's nice to wake up from a few-year hibernation and find that the woman is still there. In fact, she's spilling out of the cup. This is an exciting time. But I am a little all-over-the-map with it, and trying to find my new comfort zone. <br /><br />I've got one here, one who is doing good things for me but probably JFN (just for now). Already been drama about me being a MARRIED WOMAN (yo ass didn't know that shit?!) Then there's one in California who inspired me first to respond to flirting on FB (duh) and then messages, then pictures, texts, videos....and finally an actual call. A trip to Vegas is "planned". <br /><br />And I had the conversation today...about getting a lawyer. Mr. Denial had awakened enough to be ready and mad...which is fine. He also knows I've been out and about. He thinks he knows more. <br /><br />Lord! What a place to be! WHo am I? Where am I? More will be revealed...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5907788645425948477.post-60928670760029469022010-05-16T20:00:20.488-04:002010-05-16T20:00:20.488-04:00My conundrum seems to lie in the fact that my affa...My conundrum seems to lie in the fact that my affability seems to have been mistaken for weakness. I am not a badass. Never have been, never will be. When I look back on the Civil Rights era, I realize that I would have been more on the SNLC side of things (and hopefully in the office) than on the Panther side of the fence. The only thing that typically riles me is if you eff with my child or toy with my intelligence. Then a she-lion comes out, and I don't even recognize her. But people seem to mistake this general niceness dare I say as bitchassness (in the words of he who shall not be named). I am not stupid, naive, or ignorant, I just believe that it takes far more of my energy to get riled up about stuff than i care to devote most of the time. But back to my point. My particular disposition causes me to fall most often on the side of neutral, but I'm being nugded into a bright red fury by those who dare think that my smile insinuates ignorance. The fight in me has been piqued. And I don't think that they want to mess with hormone addled she-lion. Atthis point, I'm beyond moving, hear me roar. (My homage to the Lion King)DMLhttp://www.facebook.com/?ref=home#!/home.php?sk=lfnoreply@blogger.com