Warning: this piece contains strong language
A sliver of glass
I leapt
from my Father’s
eye reflecting
a Mother that
didn’t exist.
Cigarette butts rose
to Heaven, thunder
formed my torso.
Dust blew through an
umbilicus and
collected to
form fingers
and lips.
Here is my birth:
In the ghettos of
Charleston my
Daddy beat off
and I coagulated
on the ceiling.
Now bound in
cords of placenta
endorphin seeps
through
my veins
and I breath.
Rob Goldstein – 1986-2019
Visionarie Kindness
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The Stigma of Mental Health in the African American Community
Caroline Stewart MSN, RN
Hello everyone, this is my 1st official blog post. I thought this topic would be a great for discussion because it’s so controversial. Before I dive into it, just a little information about myself, I have been a psychiatric nurse for almost 5 years. I have a Master’s Degree in Nursing and have cared for patients aged 4 to 102 all in mental health, behavioral health, psychiatry, whatever you like to call it. Although to some may seem like a short time in the field, I have learned so much and experienced more. I love working in mental health, it’s a field of medicine that requires a “grey” thinking mindset. I have grown passionately about mental health and caring for this vulnerable patient population. Next to mental health nursing, my love is education. I’ve had my hand in the education pot as well working, part-time…
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