william kelly
Bio
William a balance of introvert flavors and extrovert seasonings, foundation in Washington DC and currently in NYC. Kaleidoscope describes William. Being in his presence is an experience of love, hope, joy and laughter.
Stories (8/0)
It's Ok!
It’s ok. In a society where we are constantly challenged and pressured to submit and stand under labels and categories we often find ourselves seeking and longing for approval and validation. Everyone wants to be loved, liked, accepted and welcomed. Like the theme song to a TV Sitcom “Cheers” we want to go where everyone knows your name and always glad you came”. If this theme song was reality and everyones experience, then we will live in a perfect world. Since this is not the case, true acceptance, love and validation must be found within each and everyone of us.
By william kelly3 years ago in Pride
- Top Story - June 2021
No More Rain, Only Rainbows!Top Story - June 2021
In December of 2018 I was diagnosed with HIV - this news changed my whole life and the trajectory of my career. I relocated to NYC because I was sacred , embarrassed and afraid of my family, friends and those who where apart of my church community finding out about my status. NYC welcomed me with open arms, immediately providing me with medication, housing, food stamps and a biweekly cash benefit to help me with personal items. I was truly overwhelmed with the support, love and care that I received and currently receiving. NYC saved my life, I was depressed, lonely, isolated from friends and family but NYC, the bronx my neighborhood and community became my family in just a short period of time.
By william kelly3 years ago in Pride
No Place Like Home!
In December of 2018 I was diagnosed with HIV - this news changed my whole life and the trajectory of my career. I relocated to NYC because I was sacred , embarrassed and afraid of my family, friends and those who where apart of my church community finding out about my status. NYC welcomed me with open arms, immediately providing me with medication, housing, food stamps and a biweekly cash benefit to help me with personal items. I was truly overwhelmed with the support, love and care that I received and currently receiving. NYC saved my life, I was depressed, lonely, isolated from friends and family but NYC, the bronx my neighborhood and community became my family in just a short period of time.
By william kelly3 years ago in Humans
There Is No Place Like Home!
In December of 2018 I was diagnosed with HIV - this news changed my whole life and the trajectory of my career. I relocated to NYC because I was sacred , embarrassed and afraid of my family, friends and those who where apart of my church community finding out about my status. NYC welcomed me with open arms, immediately providing me with medication, housing, food stamps and a biweekly cash benefit to help me with personal items. I was truly overwhelmed with the support, love and care that I received and currently receiving. NYC saved my life, I was depressed, lonely, isolated from friends and family but NYC, the bronx my neighborhood and community became my family in just a short period of time.
By william kelly3 years ago in Humans
Over Board, Over Draft!
If I was a magician I would have saved all my powers and tricks for this day when i went overboard with the overdraft of my best friend bank account. I had just started a job with two rideshare companies as a delivery driver. In order for me to get paid I needed a traditional bank account and not a prepaid card. So my best friend who was my ride or die had a bank account that was just in hibernation. Not even having a second thought, I quickly asked him could I use his Navy Federal Bank account for my pay/ he said here is my account number and pin number, just make sure you keep it in a safe place. I said Thank you so much , I truly appreciate it. You are more than welcome Will, that’s what fiends are for right. Yes sir you are absolutely right. As I proceeded out the house to pick up my next order, the wheels in my head started turning. So I I started this 1 man conversation with myself saying i need some extra money so that I can turn up a lil bit this weekend, and I'm not going to get paid until next weekend. Umm, I wonder if he has that overdraft protection on his account. I’ll see if i can withdraw that and then i'll just pay it back once I get paid. I just have to find a way to put it back so that he wont find out.
By william kelly3 years ago in Confessions
Overdraft! OverBoard!
If I was a magician I would have saved all my powers and tricks for this day when i went overboard with the overdraft of my best friend bank account. I had just started a job with two rideshare companies as a delivery driver. In order for me to get paid I needed a traditional bank account and not a prepaid card. So my best friend who was my ride or die had a bank account that was just in hibernation. Not even having a second thought, I quickly asked him could I use his Navy Federal Bank account for my pay/ he said here is my account number and pin number, just make sure you keep it in a safe place. I said Thank you so much , I truly appreciate it. You are more than welcome Will, that’s what fiends are for right. Yes sir you are absolutely right. As I proceeded out the house to pick up my next order, the wheels in my head started turning. So I I started this 1 man conversation with myself saying i need some extra money so that I can turn up a lil bit this weekend, and I'm not going to get paid until next weekend. Umm, I wonder if he has that overdraft protection on his account. I’ll see if i can withdraw that and then i'll just pay it back once I get paid. I just have to find a way to put it back so that he wont find out.
By william kelly3 years ago in Confessions
Little Black Book
When it came to Christopher, Webster tried his best to find adjectives within his treasure of words to describe this young man, however after becoming completely exhausted Webster the Dictionary threw his hands up and stated he's a man beyond my vocabulary. Christopher was 6’ 3 “with a medium build body structure that always captured the attention of people everywhere he went. Despite his athletic build, Christopher chose to go the route of Academia, in which he graduated with honors in undergraduate and graduate school and received the highest academic award to be given to a student which was the class valedictorian. Christopher was recruited by the Federal Government as a Foreign Service Officer. Christopher then quickly relocated to Washington, D.C. where he purchased a home in the prominent Georgetown area in Washington DC where the affluent and wealthy people resided. Everything was perfect in the home besides the eye-swore that was above the fireplace in which a hole existed because the previous owners installed a tv which damaged the mantel that was made out of precious stone from Morocco which was very rare. One day as Christopher was dumping the trash he spotted a painting in the trash can of a Seasoned Aged African -American lady holding a little book in her hand and she was looking up to the clear blue sky passing the black quilted clouds that blanketed the city. Christopher took the painting and placed it over the fireplace which covered the hole in the wall. Christopher received an email from his office with his next assignment being in Ghana Africa. While working in Ghana, he fell ill to malaria, a deadly disease that hundreds and thousands of people have died from in Ghana Africa and it's all because of a mosquito bite which carries the venomous bacteria. The malaria damaged the immune system of Chris to the point that he couldn't work and was debilitated in the hospital for 6 months. While Christopher was in the hospital he lost his job because he was no longer able to fulfill the functions of the job which require 90% travel to different countries. Then Chris' car got repossessed and his medical bills had extinguishing all of his Savings leaving him financially destitute. So for the next 10 years Christopher sat in the house dealing with his deteriorating health and major depression. One day while sitting in the living room and looking up at the painting on the wall, Christopher felt as though that maybe his life was starting to have an experience like that painting which was thrown in the trash. One day Chris received a visitor from one of his friends from college and this was so unlike Chris to let somebody come in but his friend was persistent.
By william kelly3 years ago in 01
