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My Rock Bottom

By Jameelah Ra’oof

I am a divorced woman, who is also the mother of two insanely intelligent and beautiful little girls. I hold an associate’s degree in information technology, a bachelor’s in mass communication, a master’s in information systems management and a master’s in applied sociology. I have written and independently published four books and am concurrently working on two more books to be released this year. I was recently published as an expert on race and ethnicity in a sociology text book used at a major Texas university.

I started off as an entry level pc technician, and through promotions and attaining more education, I became a computer science professor at 26. I am currently a Sociology professor who has been blessed with the ability and the time to homeschool my babies. Throughout the years, I have been invited to speak on several panels, conduct workshops, lead projects, participate on committees, write recommendations, and attend conferences all across the United States. I have traveled alone to far-away places like the island of Maui and most recently traveled with my children to Colorado on a skiing trip for the holidays.

I say all this to say, that my life has not always been a journey to admire. I am not from a privileged background and I am no more blessed than any other child of God. I was not academically exceptional, to say the least, leaving high school with a 1.8 GPA. At 27 years, old, I decided to marry a person who was a poor fit, and emotionally abusive. Before him, I struggled for many years with extreme highs and extreme lows, often having trouble with maintaining healthy friendships. My marriage was not only emotionally abusive but spiritually stagnant. It was suffocating the life out of me. My lack of self-esteem caused me to accept people into my life who did not expand and grow me, but instead attempted to shrink and trivialize me.

“Before you diagnose yourself with depression or low self-esteem, first make sure that you are not, in fact, just surrounded by _ _ _ holes.” ― William Gibson