Last month, Melissa and I created and shared #SheHeals journal challenge. We hadn’t realized how many people were masking real trauma and learning to bury it far within in hopes of it never surfacing. Even during this challenge, we noticed how much we were living with. In our culture, we are pressed to move forward and
“This season isn’t forever. It’s a point in your journey that will push you to grow and find the sunshine.” We believe that our seasons of uncertainty or struggle would last forever. So, we lose hope, faith, and confidence in ourselves. We reevaluate every choice we’ve made that brought us to this very point, trying
Thankful for…. Mom, I can’t thank you enough for the lessons, love, and patient you have shown me. You have taught me unconditional love and gave a work ethic that I only hope to embody as I continue to grow. You have taught me that no matter what you grow up without you can change
Artwork by artist Hieu—better known as Kelogsloops This time of night always keep me up. I am always wondering and thinking, thinking about tomorrow, next year, 5 years from now. The one thing that I always find myself thinking about last is…love. Love seem to consume my mind these days and I cannot stop thinking about it.
bell hooks, an activist, feminist, and author. Her writing has focused on the interconnectivity of race, class, and gender and their ability to produce and perpetuate systems of oppression and domination. I recently started All About Love by bell hooks. The book pushed me to understand that our model of love starts at childhood. Most
“I am not my titles. I am who I am at the core.” At early age, we are taught that our identities are wrapped in titles and achievements: teacher, daughter, sister, activist, wife, mother, dad, brother, lawyer, Award Winning Author, etc. But when they are gone, who are you? It is sometimes often hard to
Its 3:27 am. I’m switching between my notes, twitter, Instagram, and texting my bestfriend. I don’t know what it has come to but all I can seem to do is dream of a better day every time I lay my head down. My mind seem like it’s racing against the clocks, switching from job to
I remember the pain from my last breakup like it was yesterday. I don’t think I ever felt that way before. My wounds from past relationships still linger but they weren’t heavy. And that’s when I realize it, I learned to live with my pain throughout the last years. And I made it. I made