The fatherless tribe...

We, of the fatherless tribe, tend to love differently than most. We have no true recollections of manhood or how they may pertain to our womanhood. In most instances, the concept of a true and sincere love experience escapes us. Much like the fathers we never had... 

Yet, we blindly search for the love we like to believe we were created in. Those of us in the fatherless tribe, find comfort in the things we once saw our very own mothers cling so tightly to. We find comfort in the dysfunction we are accustomed to. We seek love in the very men and women we should avoid. We are always searching for ways to replace the love that set precedence over all love thereafter. Almost no one ever tells us of the work we must do the thrive in our love experiences. Most often there was no one for generations, to show us it is different and there is more. We constantly look to our friend's parents, television, and outside influences to get the nurturing and validation we deserve. There are more of us than your eyes and hearts can manage, but we manage. We manage to thrive and grow! Some of us manage to become beautiful beings despite the ugly beginnings. Sadly, some of us are swept into a life of trying and failing. Swept up in the wave of ugly that seeks to push us further into the very habits that made us a part of the tribe. Because we of the fatherless tribe often times only know how to ensure that the tribe thrives...