who knew that being “hard to understand” actually means you are complex in a simple world? not me!

listen to me talk through what it’s like to grow up feeling misunderstood, how that turned into self-doubt, and that my love language is not actually one of the five we've all heard of. it's being understood.

also i have a community for black girls in the netherlands! check it out @bbnl.collective on IG and TikTok!