For the first time since I was in university
When some pained soul cruelly tossed a part of his misery in my face after my offer of help.
I cried then, deeply, from my spirit; body wracking sobs that purged the toxicity from my being.
I cried the same again today,
I purged the toxicity of having to hold my head up through my misery
I cried to rid myself of the misguided feeling that I had something to prove to anyone.
I cried, not because a movie made me sad
Not because I felt the pain of the world.
I cried because for the first time in a long time, I felt my own pain; allowed myself to feel vulnerable to myself.
I cried, deep, body-wracking sobs
I cried the one dimensional, strong black woman trope out of my system.
