The Journey To Discovering Me In My 20s
byGrowing up, my life was very structured. I lived in a small town with little room for adventure and excitement. I had nice friends…
Growing up, my life was very structured. I lived in a small town with little room for adventure and excitement. I had nice friends…
Looking back now, I can’t remember a time when I haven’t had society’s “ideal” shape, weight, size, and body image thrust at me. I…
Black History Month is awkward. I know, I’m not supposed to say that. As a Black woman fortunate enough to be alive and not…
I remember it all too well, the day I received my diagnosis. After multiple meetings with a psychiatrist following my constant self-harming and suicidal…
Is that me wallowing over another failed interview because I let anxiety shine through yet again? You know that quiver you get when you…
Why wasn’t I enough? It’s the question that constantly lingers. Through all the heartache and exploring, I always circle back to why I was…
I have two lives. I am different than the other women I work with. That is unless they also have double lives, and they,…
Welcome back, your majesty. I’m sorry they hurt you, child. I am sorry you let them. Trusting, forgiving, compassion is not weakness. True strength…
I don’t ever want to see you drunk again. When you’re sober, you’re the perfect man. You’re everything I ever wanted. Nine out of…
I was 15 years old when I took my first painkiller for period pain. It started an addiction that culminated in me nearly dying…