I Don't Know Why, But I Respond

I Wish All Men Were Like Dogs.

I Was Black Growing Up In An All-white Neighborhood, So I Felt Like I Just Didn't Fit In. Like I Wasn't As Good As Everybody Else, Or As Smart, Or Whatever.

I See Women In Their 30s Getting Plastic Surgery, Pulling This Up And Tucking That Back. It's Like A Slippery Slope - Once You Start You Pull One Thing One Way And Then You Think, 'oh My God, I've Got To Do The Other Side.'

I Would Say A Magical Thing Happened On When The Big 40th Birthday Came. I Felt Like A Light Kind Of Just Went Off, And Maybe That's Because I Felt Like At 40 I Had The Right To Say And Be Who I Wanted To Be, Say What I Wanted To Say, And Accept What I Didn't Want To Accept.

Being A Black Woman, I've Often Felt I've Been Judged By My Sex And My Race, And I Have Always Known That It Shouldn't Hamper Me.