The Potty Mouth Granny

  • Sole Survivor

    Six years next month. Six quiet, thunderous years of carrying a title no one applies for. A sole survivor is the last remaining member of their immediate family—the final branch on a once-leafy tree. My mother gave birth to three children. I am the only one left. No siblings to call and say, “Do you…

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  • Respectability Politics and the Policing of Black Male Love

    It’s more acceptable for a Black man to have ten children with ten different women than for him to be gay—and that fact should stop us in our tracks. We live in a world where irresponsibility gets a pass if it performs masculinity the “right” way. A man can leave a trail of single mothers,…

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  • Happy Thanksgiving

    Earlier this year, I learned that I had a mass in my right breast and had to have an immediate following mammogram. When I received the abnormal results, I put it away in the part of the brain where you put information that you’re not ready to deal with but late at night, I would…

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  • A Creative Way of Describing Epilepsy

    The fatigue that comes with epilepsy is not ordinary tiredness. It is deep, consuming, and layered; a kind of exhaustion that wears the body, mind, and soul. Every seizure, even the smallest one — a flicker, a tremor, a blank space in time — burns through the brain’s energy reserves like wildfire. It’s like running…

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  • Don’t Let Hate Win

    We are living in times where hate rules. Hate is the reason why the current president is in office. Hate of anyone other than themselves but now we all have to suffer. I’m beyond pissed but I can’t afford to have a seizure due to stress. I’m doing my best to not let hate overwhelm…

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  • The Main Reason Why America Ain’t Shit

    So today, I was denied once again by disability who determined that I can work. Despite losing some cognitive function due to the medication I take for epilepsy, despite being diagnosed with anxiety, and osteoarthritis, despite being diagnosed with cataracts, and despite being 54 years old and living in a society that has contempt for…

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  • The Harvest Season

    When the picture on the right was taken back in September of 2020, I was in the throes of grief. In the trenches. Wallowing in pain. My last remaining sibling had died in February and the country shut down a month later due to the pandemic. I was working from home, and stuck in the…

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  • Trying to Have Positive Thoughts Even When You’re Feeling Overwhelmed

    Last week in my Facebook memories from three years ago, I had posted about resigning from a job because of my medical condition. If you follow my blog then you know I have epilepsy and I take anti seizure medication to control the seizures. When I read that old post, I realized that I have…

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  • The Curse of the Strong Black Woman

    During my travels in life, I have seen many sisters in pain, young and old, walking around like the living dead. I just want to hug them and tell them that it will be okay. That I know it is not easy living a society that tells Black women that we are ugly and no…

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  • Getting Diagnosed With Epilepsy When You Are Old as Dirt

    December 16, 2019 was a perfectly ordinary day for me. I got up, washed my ass, painted my face and went to work. When I got off, I went to Target to pick up the set of Lincoln Logs I had ordered for my grandson for Christmas and purchased some other stuff because women are…

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