Hey, welcome to You Hide Me at Black. I'm Martina Abraham Zalunga.

Today is our spring finale, which does not mean that our season is over.

It just means that we'll be back this fall with more

stories to finish out the rest of the season. So thanks for kicking it with us so

far, but stay tuned for more stories this fall. Over the last few weeks we've been raising funds to support our

production and I want to just express my gratitude and say thank you thank you thank you

thank you thank you to the dozens of people who have already made a contribution.

Did you know that it takes two producers, one sound engineer, and $150 to produce one of our stories.

If you've been keeping up with us this season,

then you know our mission by now because we say it every week,

but it's to reclaim the black narrative.

And I can't stress enough how big that mission is and it really takes a village to keep this good thing going.

So we're turning to each and every one of you for your support.

If you love you had me at Black, if you love black storytelling, hell if you just love black people, make a contribution at you had me at black.com.

We recently set up our contributions platform so that you can give at any time, but we do

have something special lined up for those of you who are really bout it, bout it. So between now and May 16th, our goal is a hundred contributions

of $100. If you're one of those people, you'll get a special gift from the You had me a black team. Now no contribution is too small

so please just give what you can and give what you want. All righty let's get into this

week's story. We hear from a gene who wakes up in the middle of the night to hear her mother screaming.

She later learns that her brother experienced a traumatic brain injury, which forces her entire family to confront a new normal.

Here's what happened.

I want you to breathe all the time.

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