Ever since I can remember people have believed in me. From family members to school authority figures to friends, most people didn’t believe the chances of me failing were high. I always excelled in school and a lot of that excellence was due to: 1. A mother who refused to let me be mediocre or […]Read more "On Callings, The Light & The Belief You Can Fly [How To Get Out of The Fog]"
In the past months I’ve began practicing yoga, sticking stricter to my vegetarian diet, and became even less apologetic about choosing my wellness over indulging others. Currently, I’m a black, natural-haired, feminist, anti-racist yoga-practicing woman whose transitioning to veganism. Between my rants about menstrual cups and my overall new-found interest in people, particularly women, discovering […]Read more "Staying Calm When They’re Dropping Bombs [The Get Your Life Post]"
As a product of the South and the daughter of a woman who believed children are to be seen and not heard, I was raised to be above all things honest and courteous. Rudeness was not allowed in my household, particularly not toward folks older than me. I learned early on in the game that […]Read more "The Art of Self-Awareness [On Apologizing Too Much]"
August is a time that’s generally associated with scorching heat, picnics, and the last few moments of summer before school starts. Seriously, as i sit here and think about my first semester of my PhD program starting in two weeks and summer being over I’m like:For me though August brings up a different feeling, the […]Read more "On Moving Forward while Standing Still"
I stan for my natural hair. Once an avid relaxer fangirl, I now shout “YASSSSSSSSSSSS” really loudly any time I see a natural proudly rocking her kinks. I’ve also received so many compliments on my extremely nappy and puffy hair that I have no darns to give about folks who feel natural hair is inappropriate […]Read more "Having the Biggest Afro Physically Possible [and other things you will deal with]"
Every day there is a new reason why I should just delete my Facebook account and never log on to that website again. The only thing keeping me on there is because FB was more or less shooting with me in the gym regarding my social media life. And you know how it is when […]Read more "You Should’ve Left It To Beaver [on romanticizing the past]"
I am a talker. I always have been. I used to talk so much that when I was younger that my mother would literally have to ask me to let her exercise in peace for 30 minutes and then promise the rest of the evening was mine to talk about whatever I wanted to. Sad right? […]Read more "Talk that stuff now roll with it [and other ways to be responsible with your words]"