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BAP, Interrupted
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A semi-fictional blog about the formerly fantastic but mostly depressing life of a Black American Pricess.
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I Don’t Have a Title for This Sheeit…
A couple of months ago my mom and I were oohing and aahing about my god sister's newborn baby girl. She was beautiful: perfect cupid bow lips and quite shockingly bright blue eyes! She was perfect, an angel. As we chatted with my god sister she ca...
There is a Wind
For the last month, my anxiety and depression have been overwhelming. In spite of my medication, my thoughts can be random and frantic. I am consumed. I go about my day as normally as I can but whenever I have time to think my mind returns to the dar...
Funny Friends in My Head (But They Also Really Exist)
Yes, Yes. I know. It has been a long time since I last shared my thoughts. Here is my apology: Shit Happens, Bitch. Get Over It. Fatigue, anxiety, sadness, and anger have plagued me for the last couple of weeks. But instead of sippin’ yak and sc...
I Don’t Want to Die
Last week I spent more than $500 to purchase four prescription drugs to maintain my health. I pay this amount every month. I pay $75 every two months to consult a psychiatrist. Without the financial support of my mother my symptoms of chronic depress...
Jerk Yourself Out of Bed
For the last couple of days my bed has been seducing me. “Girl you know you want this. Take off your clothes and get on top of me.” And I finally gave in. For four days straight, I became a hoe for my bed. I got turned out by my own bed. In ful...
Saga of a Saintly Sista Suffering from Second Hand Puberty
This is what I have to deal with everyday. A 12 year-old pre-pubescent, hunka hunka junk full of funk, lazy, “portly” boy. I know all families with kids eventually have to deal with puberty, but as I suffer through this plague of misfortune I ref...

