Where do I even fucking begin? Jesus. Okay, let’s catch you up to speed.
Quit my job, broke up with my ex, started a new venture yada yada…On to the new stuff. We moved. To Inwood. Little did I know that I could move back to the motherland with just a short 30 minute trip from midtown v.s a 4 hour plane ride. Finally with mi gente and I honestly, whole heartily really love the neighborhood. Growing up in Hell’s Kitchen I always felt like I missed out on Dominican-American culture. My spanglish has always been on point but please do not ask me to translate an obituary at a Dominican funeral. I will disappoint everyone. Now that I’m in the heights, everyone is a pano; I talk to everyone in Spanish in a more adult, urban Dora the Explorer kind of fashion. I’m sounding out words, googling shit before I speak so I don’t bring shame to my parents. It’s all positive.
I live with a roommate who is super cool. She has a cat named Toney, who I saw in a dream before seeing the apt…yea. It was weird AF. If there is such a thing, I would consider myself a liberal scientist; I believe in evolution, the big bang, laws of physics etc… but I am not gonna lie fam, I’m shamefully a sucker for astrology and other superstitious nonsense. I promise I’m not ignorant it’s just in general Dominicans are superstitious AF and I will admit some of it is engrained in me. That being said, when I first met Toney and recognized him from my dream, I was 99% sure it was a sign 1% coincidence and because I’ve never won anything by chance, I decided to go with the sign theory. It’s been a month and so far so good. Mentally, it was really important to have my own space. Not only, to air out my head but to feel for once that I could cook when I wanted to, watch what I wanted, buy plants, decorate and express myself. More importantly, being on my own has allowed me to explore the idea that I may have been emotionally abused for the last five years. Which has been a lot to process and I’ll save for another post.
This year has been pretty traumatic and for a minute, I was pretty raw but I’ve finally begun the healing process and I’m embracing my new layer of skin.