Sunday’s vlog is about black women and mental health.
I really wanted to talk about how black women are these strong pillars of strength in the black community, how we give and give and give and, routinely, get nothing but more problems in return. I wanted to talk about how this is amazing and that we are AMAZING and we should be honored and regaled as goddesses in the face of society’s pressures to ALWAYS perform well. However, this is not what I have to say.
Let’s be honest, in case you have been living under a rock for the last week and a half (or dare I say: last 400 years) then you know about the deaths of Ahmaud Arbery, George Floyd and Breonna Taylor and countless others by the hands of those sworn to protect and serve. I haveContinue reading “No More”
Brokenness can either make you bitter or make you better.
Find strength in interdependence.
Age doesn’t make you wise and youth doesn’t mean you’re stupid.
Your body wasn’t made by mistake. Find your own pretty.
I like to think that breaking is a bad thing. My nails break because they’re old. Glasses break because I’m stupid clumsy at times. The ends of my hair break if I skip on a deep condition. My loved ones break when the heaviness of life happens. But I hate the moment “it” breaks, IContinue reading “In The Breaking”
Growth never comes by being comfortable. Be bold and do it again.
Sometimes you just gotta own it, no matter how many times it takes.