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Yes yes yes!

Strength And Growth Only Come Through Continuous Effort And Struggle.

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You have infinite capabilities and can truly accomplish anything imaginable. Instagram | Nicole.Addison

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Couldn't have put it better myself!

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You’re breathing. Your heart is beating. You are alive. Cherish that fact by living each and every moment with passion. You never know when all of it could come to an end.

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gentle reminder

no matter what happened in the past, you deserve love and care; you are important and you deserve happiness - please try to go a bit easier on yourself, it will be alright, i am proud of you

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It’s okay to be single It’s okay to be in a relationship It’s okay to not want a relationship It’s okay to be straight, gay, pan, bi, asexual, not sure, and all the others It’s okay to be feminine It’s okay to be masculine It’s okay to not be okay It’s okay to ask for help It’s okay to have sex It’s okay to not have sex It’s okay to be introverted It’s okay to be extroverted It’s okay to have a mental illness It’s okay have a physical illness It’s okay to have a disability It’s okay to be you.

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Use the bricks they throw at you to build yourself something new, something great, something bigger than they could have ever imagined!

Devon J

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You are not an island! Know that someone loves and cares about you...the silence is a lie!

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You are destined for great things...never forget that!

Devon J

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The Bubbly Black Girl Sheds Her Chameleon Skin - The after Thought

Last night I went to the Theatre Royal Stratford East to watch a refreshing new musical called 'The Bubbly Black Girl Sheds Her Chameleon Skin'. The play is written by Kristen Childs. It depicts the life of Viveca (a young African American girl who dreams of being a Broadway performer). The play is set against the backdrop of 1960s LA and runs through to 90s New York City. It spends a great deal of the first half focusing on the civil rights movement. Its during this era we get to see the first glimpses of Viveca battle with her racial identity as she tries her best to fit into the performing arts industry. She's not deemed 'black enough' to fit in within her own community but not 'white enough' to fit in with her white counterparts. After watching this play I suddenly started to think about my own racial experiences and identity. I identify as a  black male. I tick the black British or black Caribbean boxes on forms but I've not always been so confident in my race. Being from a Jamaican background but growing up in London has definitely played a huge part in my racial identity. I grew up in Bermondsey, South East London. As I was growing up, Bermondsey was synonymous with racism. Opposite our house we had a billboard with graffiti on saying 'niggers out'. I also distinctly remember the National Front being allowed to march once a month near Millwall football club. Now compared to my older siblings I'd say that I've never experienced direct racism as bad as they did but I experienced enough to make me question who I was. I think being a first generation immigrant definitely allowed me to feel a sense of displacement. I feel that there were times where my own community would make me feel isolated especially when I went back home to Jamaica. I was called 'likkle English bwoy', 'coconut' and a whole host of other things. The community back in the UK would ask me why I speak like 'white' people and do I think I'm one of them and why my accent was the way it is. The white community would let me know I was different in more subtle ways. They knew they had to play it smart. When I was little playing out in the yard they wouldn't let their children come outside to play. They would often tell me they weren't in but I'd go around the corner and see said child hanging out of a window asking me to try knocking again. It makes me sad to think that just like Viveca I wanted to be white. I'd tell myself 'wouldn't life just be easier if I were white?!' I distinctly remember feeling that way when I told a girl I liked her. Her response was 'we're not allowed to date black people. I promise you we're not racist though'. At the time I didn't know any different, I only knew my colour when she said that to me or when the little five year old boy who lived around the corner called my neice and I 'black bastards'. Over the years my racial identity has definitely contributed towards my mental health issues. I feel like I've finally come to a place where I can accept who I am. I feel like I've shed my Chameleon skin. It's okay to be BLACK and BRITISH. I love the skin I'm in and I wouldnt change it! It's diversity that makes the world great and if people cannot grasp that then frankly they are missing out. Ignorance is not bliss, we exist!

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Always seek to be in competition with YOURSELF! Don’t worry about how green the grass may ‘appear’ on the other side. Remember improvement starts with you!

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The very fact that you’ve woken up today shows that you have a purpose on this earth. Get up and do your thing!

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Chronicles of the recovering depressive (pt.1)

Hello Social Friends! My name is Devon J and I’m a recovering anxious depressive. Jheez I officially feel like I’m in an AA meeting lol. All jokes aside I’ve decided to create this blog to help free myself from the clutches of mental health issues. Depression is something I feel like I've suffered with since I was twelve (I’m now twenty-five). I didn't get diagnosed until I had my first breakdown at the age of twenty-one. I’ve had three breakdowns (my last being in 2016). I’ve been been down but never out. With each setback I’ve learned something new about myself and my surroundings. I want my posts to be a place where people who aren't feeling their best can escape to so I don’t want it to be all doom and gloom. I believe that there is a positive in every situation. If my posts help someone out there who is suffering in silence then amazing. You’re not alone! Depression lies, Anxiety lies...THE SILENCE IS A LIE!