Making sense.

One thing is right in the world

H. Nemesis Nyx
Jul 28, 2017 · 3 min read

You.

You just need to love that baby, Ré Harris. Just love her so much. Tell her all the things she always deserved to hear — how when you loved your daughter as a baby — how you made it known to her that she has every right to ‘be.’

There is nothing wrong with you. I get it. I don’t blame you even slightly. Of course there’s anger inside you. Of course you don’t want to see me getting all twisted up believing I can impact this mindset when you already know for a fact it isn’t possible.

You care about others. You are mad for what was done to your family, for all the insanity thrown at SoB over the last week. Re, I got triggered BADLY over that shit. And if it affected me like that, I can’t even imagine what it must have felt like for you. I just know I was hurting. At times when I saw those comments I would think,

“This is fucking hopeless! We never learn anything! And I want to rip my skin from my body because I do not want to be associated with the evil white people perpetuate in this country. I am so small. I am too frightened to go outside. I cannot stand in the streets because I would have a mental breakdown if I saw someone I was marching with get hit with a rubber bullet or worse. I am pathetic and useless.”

And I was very afraid I was being too nice. All along, I’ve been very afraid that I was being too nice. In this case the stories I told — they are both experiences I cherish. I cannot imagine how I could get angry thinking of those events. They were so beautifully chill.

Oh and the step shows! My friend, she participated in the Greek Step Show, she practiced every single day for hours leading up to it — I’ll never forget their first stroll to “Party like a Rockstar” by Shop Boyz. She gave me the shirt she was wearing later after one of her closet purges (because I’m small I always get garbage bags of hand me down clothing from my girlfriends)…

I digress. (In an effort to give you a break; take a deep breath; I hope that you smiled).


Being born into a world that rejects instead of reflects you is traumatic, Re. Even as a baby you knew things, you felt things. So you go on and let her loose to stomp around inside you. She hasn’t been heard fully just yet. Let her scream and cry.

She’s right to be angry. She’s right to be furious really. She never did anything bad to anyone. She did not deserve the burdens placed on her tiny shoulders.

She survived though and she is with you now for a reason. No need to quiet her down.

And I promise you, I give one chance here with this dude. If he makes a sad choice I will unleash my lion with righteous, vengeful fury. Because I could not make sense of that dude. I could not figure out if he was just confused or what, but if you are feeling like this, I believe I have my answer.

Love yourself, dear lady. Please take care of my friend. My world makes no sense without you.

-Cyborg 🌺

H. Nemesis Nyx

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One part cyborg; two parts glorious mess.

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