Happily Ever After?

Happily Ever After?

When you hear that a black man in his mid to late twenties is unemployed, I’m sure you chalk it up to just another stereotype. But I’m anything but. Three weeks ago, I discontinued my employment. I like to say it like that because it makes me feel like less of a loser lol. I chose to leave the security of my job and now I’m living with the consequences.

I know we are in a recession, but I refuse to take that as an excuse. I am determined to bounce back. I quit my job because it simply paid my bills. It didn’t feed my passion. Now I’m chasing the dream. I’m not afraid of not having money. I’m not scared of being poor. I’m not nervous about not finding a job, I’M BORED!

I work well in chaotic situations and I don’t do well with idle time. Several hours a day I’m applying for jobs, editing my resume, writing, and going places that can help my career. I don’t just sit around all day and do nothing. I would lose my mind! I’m confident in my resume, my interview skills, and my ability to perform on the job. My only issue is, THE CALLS AREN’T COMING IN!! I can’t wow them in an interview if I can’t get an interview! I can’t excel at the job if I’m not being offered the jobs!

Nothing that is happening is by accident. I’m optimistic and I know that everything that is happening is a part of my process. There is a lesson to be learned and until I learn it, I will be in this class, so to speak. It’s like, when you have a cold, you’re sure that you will be healthy in a week or so, but it still sucks to cough. That’s how I feel. I know I am going to bounce back, but it still sucks going through. It’s like God promised me a “Happily Ever After”, but He didn’t tell me anything about the pages leading up to that. And that’s the part that leaves me unsettled.

That’s my life today. Until we meet again,

Peace and love…

Through the Storm

 Through The Storm

Greetings blog world! I hope this post finds you in the best of health and the highest of spirits. My posts seem to be far and in between, but I’m still working on my consistency. My life has been changing at alarming speeds these days. I just thought I’d share some of my experiences with you in hopes that someone will be able to relate to something I say.

Have you ever been driving, music blasting, and see a nothing but grey clouds in front you? Yep, a storm is in the way of your destination. Don’t fret, there is a way survive the drive. In no particular order…

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1   1. SLOW DOWN! The road is more dangerous when you’re driving in a storm. The road is slippery, the tires are wet and other drivers somehow forget their driving skills. When elements that are out of your control are playing a part, you always have to slow down.

2 2. FOCUS! It’s important to get rid of things that are distracting you because it’s important to stay focused. Turn down the radio. I know your favorite song is on, but rest assured, you’ll probably hear it again. You need to pay attention to the road ahead and not let anything deter you from the goal at hand.

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S 3. STAY THE COURSE! Many times when the weather gets a little rough, people panic and pull over and try to wait out the storm. I think it is more important to continue and accomplish your goal, or arrive at your destination.

Maybe you’ve figured it out and maybe you didn’t, but this isn’t really about driving during a rainstorm. I’m actually talking about living through obstacles. Life often throws unexpected things our way, but we have to figure out how to handle it. We can’t panic and make irrational decisions. We must stay focused and not lose sight of our goals. Lastly, it’s UBER important to not give up! Trust me, you’ll be better once you make it through the storm.

Until we meet again…

Peace and love…

Dear Hoes

Dear Hoes,

First of all, forgive me for being so blunt in the title I gave you. I won’t sugar coat it by calling you a Jezebel, a floosy, tramp, trollop, or any other colorful name used to politely describe you sexual vehicles with various drivers and excessive miles . Let’s keep it real. You’re a hoe, but I’m not judging you. If anything, I like it. You suppress your daddy issues and deeply rooted desire to be loved so far down your subconscious that they manifest themselves into an insurmountable and insatiable sexual appetite. I dig it.

I would like to take this opportunity to extend to you, my sincerest thanks. You’re misunderstood and in many ways looked down upon, but I admire you. Thanks for being easy because I don’t always feel like buying drinks or putting in the work to pretend to get to know you. Let me explain.

Your heavily glossed lips that whisper, “come hither” leave me defenseless against your “charms”. You don’t care about my character or my plans for the future. All you need to know is, “your place or mine” and I appreciate that.

Your scantily clad club attire and fruit scented body sprays allure me in ways you could never imagine. Your strategically placed tattoos and inappropriate body piercings intrigue me to the very core of my being. You grind in the most dangerous of disco techs against the coolest of crotches like you’re doing it for money and you know what, I ain’t mad at cha.
Like many men, I work very hard. I work hard at advancing my career and I work hard at maintaining a presentable and desirable physique, so sometimes I appreciate something that takes little effort. That’s your cue.

On some level, you are powerful. There’s something admirable about someone who knows what they want, goes for it, and gives no regard to the onlookers or their comments. Again, not mad at cha. You wear your sexuality on your sleeve like the heart that has probably been broken years ago.

You show up in church in your holiest ensemble (which is still inappropriate by church standards) and plead the blood of Christ to forgive for the sins you committed just hours earlier. You send lust through the loins of deacons and ushers and you can see envy elevating in the eyes of the first lady. But me, I appreciate you. You’re important.

Nothing can exist without its opposite. The rain serves a purpose and no one would appreciate the sun without it. The sophisticated, classy, respectable women of the world would be nothing without you. Without you, they’d all be NON MUTHA F-CKIN FACTORS! If anything, they should thank you. Sure, you probably won’t meet my mother, but if you do what you do well enough, you’ll hear from me again. I mean, until I’m ready to settle down. Until then, stay on stand by.
Thanks for everything

-ADWHiTE