My body survived child rape.
My body survived extreme physical childhood abuse.
My body survived indoctrinated self hatred that prescribed daily doses of self harm, negative self talk, and self inflicted abuse.
My body survived my body dysmorphic disorder, my disordered eating, the taking of toxic chemicals and pills at dangerous levels that should have killed me.
My body survived rape and sexual assault as a child, as a teenager, and as a young adult.
My body survived my suicidal thoughts & attempts.
My body survived my colonized rooted in post Trumatic slavery disorder, hatred.
My body survives overwhelming anti-blackness ... daily.
My body survives misogynoir ... daily.
My body survives this capitalistic slave economy ... daily.
My body survives your mother whore dichotomies ... daily.
My body survive society’s slut shaming ... daily.
My body survives global anti-blackness ... daily.
My ancestors gave me this body.
Some of My ancestors bodies survived the middle passage.
Some of my ancestors bodies survived America.
Some of my ancestors bodies survived the exploitation that built and founded major countries and major government across the world.
Some of my ancestors survived... and some did not.
I celebrate the revolutionary life of this body with the sensual selfie challenge.
I celebrate the spirituality of my sexuality with the sensual selfie challenge. I celebrate the amazing impossibility that I was born from with the sensual selfie challenge. I celebrate my growth in my healing. My passion and my magic sex. My impressive under boob, elephants, my mystic body and amazing body modification with this sensual Selfie challenge.
Because it’s revolutions / evolutionary for this black woman to love and celebrate herself.
This is day 1.
It’s only gonna get hotter, better, & wetter, from here.