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Love, Hate & Everything Between
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En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement juin 20, 2023
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Hearing the word of God means alot to me. I don't think I really express how much it means. And starting the new school year and knowing that my CXC exams are near approaching, and even less than that- just the other pressures like feeling overwhelmed, alone, insufficient or insecure, church as always been my solace and the word of God, my comfort.

My home.

I don't think anything can change that...
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My mother always warned me against playing with dangerous things-fire, drugs... love. She'd say it with a sternness that let me know she'd seen firsthand what those things could do to a person. But I was never one to listen blindly. I always wanted to see for myself, to feel the burn, to taste the danger, even if it was only once. "Mi tell yuh, wah sweet nanny goat a guh run him belly," she'd say, eyebrows raised and finger pointing, reminding me that sometimes the sweetest things come with a price you don't want to pay. But curiosity has a way of twisting the mind, making you think you can handle what others couldn't, that somehow the fire would feel different, that the flame wouldn't burn quite as deep. So I stepped into love, heart first, thinking I could hold on to just the sweet without tasting the bitter. But love-it's the trickiest one of all.