Tuesday, August 5, 2008

Everyday...

I feel every inch of my blackness.

I feel every bit of my feminity.

I feel every second of my youth.

And it is to my detriment.

How much more can I take in this position? In this job, how much more can I be broken down? Will I rise like a phoenix or sink like a stone? I'm sick to my stomach.


Sick.

2 comments:

Young woman on a journey said...

Luv, i can't give you much advice on your situation. but i'll only say that in this day and age, when we can't rely on social security or sometimes even retirement funds, work should be done for enjoyment as well as financial security. no job is worth your sanity. decide how much you can take and do what feels right.

Nina said...

Thanks. I really appreciate your words. You are correct, but like most things..this is better said that done...