We're Going to Need More Wine

by Gabrielle Union

“The very time I thought I was lost, My dungeon shook and my chains fell off.”

I remember the moment I realized I was free, looking in a mirror and saying, “I choose my motherfucking self.”

“Things were getting worse faster than we could lower our standards.”

“An empress does not concern herself with the antics of fools.” She smiled, so I smiled. That kindness, one empress to another, one woman to another, released me from the bullshit.