Hey! Hello! Wow, it has been quite a while since I posted on this blog. In recent months my focus has kinda shifted. I love sharing my stories with you all and being open with my struggles with anxiety and depression. But to be honest, I became slightly discouraged by how few people actually read … Continue reading A Long Overdue Mental Health Update And Recommitment
Dear Life: I’m writing you this letter in the hopes that you will please stop kicking my ass. Every time things seem to be going smoothly, here you come with your bullshit. And quite frankly, I’m tired of it. I know I haven’t been the perfect person. But who is? There are all kinds of … Continue reading Dear Life: Ease The F**k Up Already
Last weekend I was booked to do two speaking engagements. On Friday I was a panelist for an event called “Let’s Talk About Black Women and Trauma” hosted by The Sisters’ Couch. It was an intimate and powerful conversation held at Good Cakes and Bakes in Detroit (which smelled amazing by the way). The audience members … Continue reading Finding Healing Through Sharing My Story
I still remember the phone call. Nearly five years ago. A Monday night. I was sitting on my living room floor watching TV and painting my nails. My phone rang. It was my mom. She nonchalantly asked me if I had heard about my dad..."Big Paul." I told her no. She simply said, "He died." … Continue reading What My Dad’s Death Taught Me About Life
I have a confession to make. I’ve been a huge hypocrite. I write blog posts and statuses, and attend events preaching the importance of mental health awareness and encouraging people to take care of themselves. But I haven’t been taking my own advice. My mental health has been on a huge decline. My anxiety and … Continue reading Why I Need To Apologize For Being A Mental Health Hypocrite
My mother raised me to be independent. She would often regale my siblings and I with stories of how she raised five kids, worked and provided all on her own. She would tell me the importance of being able to do things on my own. How mothers don’t need “breaks” from their kids. All of … Continue reading Why Is Accepting Help So Difficult?
I’m getting divorced. [Cue judgmental and shameful looks] That’s part of the reason my blogging has pretty much been on hiatus since December. But, I’ve realized that I’ve shared so much of my life and battles with those who take the time to read my blog, how could I not share this painful, yet transformative … Continue reading I’m getting divorced. There, I said it.
https://youtu.be/ZT_Vh8Rw5Vo My Mind and I We have a complicated relationship. I love the way we weavetogetherwords creating worlds. Writing ourself into infinite lives. How it recalls my dearest memories. My favorite food. My best friends. Some of my best choices. Many of my worst mistakes. I love how it talks my heart out of doing … Continue reading Complicated
I’ve wanted to be a writer since long before I can remember. I have books and poems that I wrote and illustrated from as far back 7 years old. There’s something so amazing and beautiful about the written language. Writing has allowed me to create worlds and lives I wish were my reality. And I … Continue reading Why You Need To Make Time For Your Passions
I had a follow-up appointment with my doctor yesterday. It has been 9 months since I was sobbing in her office because I was tired of fighting with my mind. Now, as time passes, I remember less and less about the broken woman that I was. Everyone feels anxiety – that’s just life. And it’s … Continue reading It’s been 9 months since my anxiety diagnosis. Here’s what has changed.