I don’t often break routine and go to a new place, so it felt like a holiday.

The air was cool, but the sunlight was warm.

This time last year, I would have been triggered by Valentina’s attitude.

Maybe I do feel vaguely disrespected.

The best advice I ever got about dealing with people was from Jesus Christ himself; for example, to stay humble and not judge people.

I was trying to stay humble, but still, I felt a sensitivity in my heart making me squirm.

The hottest black chick I have seen in quite some time is right across at the next table, with a tall black guy with wide hips.

I don’t know how to feel about black people to be honest… I tend to enjoy racist stuff on social media but lately it’s been a bit much and I feel a bit sorry for them.

The thing I don’t like is when they fuck all the white women with their big black dicks and ruin them for the rest of us.

Maybe I should get one back for the boys and steal that guy’s girl.

The way I feel is not how I ever expected or even believed it was possible for me to feel.

I feel safe (but still emotionally vulnerable) around people.

All it took was going to church and feeling the safety of God’s love as the bedrock of my life.