I’ve been avoiding social media *and* the news for the first time in my life. Mostly I can handle one but not the other. It’s Black History Month and that’s always my blackity black mental health check-in (which is different than the usual ‘how are we doing today.’)
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It’s Mom’s favorite day of Kwanzaa. Kujichagulia (Self-Determination)
I feel like that’s been the theme of my year. When I reflect on it, I realize there were several truly harrowing experiences.
From them, I learned the most important lesson of my adulthood thus far…
For the next 21 days I don’t want to talk to anyone who doesn’t work for me. If you’re not experiencing election stress I ‘can’t with you rn’
#remyma#vote
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My serene demeanor firing people who aren’t hustling hard enough to get the candidate elected.
#brandy#vote
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Literally me peddling whichever Democratic candidate. I am promotional material. Lol
#kerrywashington#vote
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Real talk.
I’m contemplating the implications of how much I get paid compared to those I manage. I have a decade in this field so like… I beat the pavement for the bag but it doesn’t always feel ethical. #lolafalana
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This picture is the only update I need.
I leveled up a year and ya girl is back (this time to stay.) Campaigning, thriving, in the stonk market. Hustle culture never looked so flawless. #roxanneshante
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