Took my son and his cousin to watch Inside Out 2 and I’m finna cry lol 🥲 This is such an accurate depiction of how my brain is and how much of a hold anxiety has on me
I love my name. I remember when I was in the military I was talking to my division about how imma do ancestry to see if I was Irish. My chief started dying laughing, he was this old white man w freckles. He said Mac you have a slave name. I said I beg your pardon? He was like one of your grandparents was a slave, and they took their master’s last name. That’s why your last name is McIntyre. He probably right but damn you couldn’t just let me believe one of my grandma’s found her a nice Irish man? Like why was you so thirsty to call me a slave omg