What My Mother’s Death Taught Me

I’ve been contemplating writing about this for a while now. Not enough time has passed, and I’m not sure there will ever be enough time that can pass, but I need to talk about it. It’s not something I want to talk about, but for the sake of myself and my husband’s ear I need to talk to someone other than my husband.… READ THE REST

He’s Manipulating You

College is a fresh start where students find new beginnings. Figuring out the next step in life and who you want to be is the hardest part about it. For me, all it took was one class and one pretty cool professor, and in that class I discovered the root of all my problems.… READ THE REST

My Relationship With My Breasts Is Complicated

Our society has a complex relationship with breasts. They are symbols of lust, the subject of comparisons, and tools for nourishing our children. We are barraged with sexually-explicit images of cleavage and nips. We compare the size of our breasts with those of our friends, yet secretly (mistakenly so!) assume the girl with the biggest boobs is the biggest slut.… READ THE REST

If I Were the Devil…

I turned on the news, held my 5 year old daughter in my arms, and cried. Over 500 people injured or killed in Las Vegas. 500 daughters, sons, fathers, wives, ceased to be human beings, and became walking targets while dancing to country music.… READ THE REST

I Am Tired of Being Black

I need to interrupt your newsfeed for this quick alert: black people are tired.

 

I shouldn’t speak for everyone but as for myself; I am TIRED of being a woman of color, in the age of social media. I am tired of listening to you debate the lives of black males at the water cooler, and I am tired of trying really hard to be unoffensive in my approach, while Larry loose lips shoots from the hip every chance he gets.… READ THE REST

Support Hurricane Harvey Relief Efforts

Hurricane Harvey has caused widespread, catastrophic flooding and damage in Texas and along the Gulf Coast. This fund will provide relief to survivors in the form of emergency supplies like food, water, and medicine in addition to longer-term recovery assistance to help residents recover and rebuild.… READ THE REST

He’s Not Worth It

I was always one of those girls who had a boyfriend. I’m not talking T-Swift style; my flings totally lasted longer than 2 months. I mean I had long-term boyfriends and it started in the 5th grade. At first I wore my relationships like a badge of honor but after a while I started to realize that I didn’t know how to be single.… READ THE REST

Best Friends Break Up Too

Some people are just toxic, it’s a hard fact of life. Okay, maybe they’re not being toxic to everyone but they can be in your life. Perhaps you were once friends and had a lot in common but people do actually change.… READ THE REST

The Lucifer Effect

I am your token millennial. I was born in 1987, (you can check my driver’s license should you feel skeptical). I am young enough to use google as a verb, but old enough to have owned mix tapes. I refuse to shop at Walmart because of the labor conditions in their Asian factories, and yet I will admit I have no idea who my state representatives are.… READ THE REST

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