I am life insurance
April 25, 2023 by Sheryl J. Moore
Yesterday, I had a breakthrough with my head doctor.
SOMETHING GOOD HAPPENED!
**********I realized that I no longer define myself as the woman whose son, her firstborn took his own life after being relentlessly bullied, for being gay.**********
(This is how I have introduced myself since July 27, 2013: the terrible, awful, no good, very bad day.)
I’M NO LONGER THAT PERSON!
I’m a 47-year-old girl that:
– Wears pigtails;
– Is covered in tattoos;
– Married The Hottest Man Alive;
– Listens to hip hop;
– Cries when strangers are hurting;
– Sports Beastie Boys T-shirts every day;
– Rocks sequined Converse All-Stars;
– Sings Christian music;
– Occasionally drops an F-Bomb;
– Runs a bed-and-breakfast;
– Streams documentaries;
– Donates tens of thousands each year to non-profits that help LGBTQ kids;
– Carries ridiculously-expensive handbags;
– Has ears, adorned in piercings;
– Reads every book she can get her hands on;
– Drives a rose gold, glitter BMW;
– Needs an Emotional Support Animal;
– Yells compliments across the aisle, to strangers at the store;
– Is a major cinephile;
– Has four living children, plus one that lives in Heaven; and
– Totally digs life insurance and annuities.
I am a Character.
I am broken.
Yet, I am healing.
AND-
I AM life insurance. -sjm