I Needed to Write: One Year Later

I needed to write. The words were always right there, at the front of my mind and on the tip of my tongue. My friends were privy to those thoughts most of the time, but there were things I kept hidden. I needed to write. I've kept journals since the fifth grade. My aunt gave …

No. 100: For Everyone Who Ever Accused Me of “Acting White”: Thank You.

"I believe you need to figure out where that negativity came from. What is the root of it? That's where you start," she said. "I'm not sure I've thought of it that way before. I always think of the 'why' but not from that angle." I said. "Exactly my point," was her response. I took …