Randomly people will screenshot a post from a friend of mine. “Come get your girl.” They’ll say, #dumb.
If it weren’t for these screenshots I wouldn’t have any idea what these people were posting. I made a decision to mute them a long time ago.… READ THE REST
I leave tomorrow to compete in Mrs. World in Johannesburg South Africa.
I competed at Miss USA on June 8th, 2014. I prepared, I worked, I prayed, and I lost.
In the last 3 years, I have learned that your dreams don’t give up on you, if you don’t give up on them.… READ THE REST
Something that has always bothered me as a highly spiritual person, is the way we Christians can bang the “forgiveness” drum. Someone legitimately hurts you, and within weeks or months, people are sermonizing your pain by telling you to let it go, and forgive.… READ THE REST
82% of single-parents are mothers. The number of single-mothers has risen over the years as divorce continues to climb at alarming rates and dads disappear.
There is magic in a mother’s hand. It’s soft and forgiving, a mother’s “hush” can sooth a crying baby instantly.… READ THE REST
We can all relate to feeling this way. It’s more than just waking up on the wrong side of the bed… It’s the feeling of not wanting to even get out of the damn bed because everything is going wrong.… READ THE REST
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
I have just arrived to my place of employment. Everyone’s all “good morning,” and I’m just doing my best to blend in. Literally I noticed snot on the front of my dress while I was backing out of my drive way this morning.… READ THE REST
I’m just going to lay this out there: I have an anxiety and panic disorder. I’ve been plagued with severe anxiety and panic attacks for 12 years now due to multiple childhood traumas, and anyone reading this who has a similar struggle knows that this doesn’t mean I’m just kind of a nervous person.… READ THE REST
If you want your relationship to go to the next level of intimacy, you may have to violate it. Someone please hold my avocado, this is life changing information.
Expectancy Violations Theory talks about what happens when you violate a social norm.… READ THE REST
I was having a conversation with a friend a couple months ago. She was struggling with actually attending church. “I just don’t see why I need it?” She said.
I wanted to prove to her that she did need church.… READ THE REST
I never really liked risk. Well, let me rephrase that. I romanticize risk and love the idea of it. I praise the people who are risk-takers and enjoy reading about people who stubbornly dare to do great things despite the odds.… READ THE REST
It’s officially the season of graduation parties and cookouts. Who doesn’t like free food? For the grad, there are a lot of unknowns in the world and it doesn’t usually hit them until all the balloons deflate and the leftover pulled pork is scraped from the bottom of the pan.… READ THE REST
I live in a nice upper class community. The type of place where you can go for long walks and wave to Randy while he throws ribeyes on the barbie.
In my neighborhood is a lesbian couple. At least I assume them to be lesbians.… READ THE REST
I watched 13 Reasons Why, it enraged me. I was so angry with Hannah for not trying harder to live. I am still angry with her days after finishing the show, and why? It’s a fictional representation of some girl’s high school experience.… READ THE REST
I am going to tell you something I typically only share with very close friends, or drunk girls who are crying in the public restroom. This is something I know I may take some hits for, but I hope you will hear me because I ain’t wrong: If you want him to stay, you may have to leave.… READ THE REST
Two weeks ago I chugged a caramel mocha, heavy on the whipped cream. When I raised my eyes from my cup, I saw my husband grinning at me. “Are you happy?” He asked.
He has asked me this question 100x before.… READ THE REST
My husband gave me two gifts for Mother’s Day, only one of which made me cry. The album he made full of family photos was indeed thoughtful, but what really got the water works going was a gift that I hope we’ll never need.… READ THE REST
Let’s face it: 2016 was a hot mess. We lost a bunch of honored and admired celebrities. Our childhood heroes were being challenged, alleged and infamously uncovered. The black community suffered again and again and again. Our FB friends showed they asses and we had to block, unfollow, delete, curse out, etc.… READ THE REST
Sunday May 13th marks over a century of celebrating Mother’s Day in the United States. I consider myself a Mother’s Day expert because a) I’ve celebrated 3 and b) I used Wikipedia for this blog. Feel free to use me as an academic citation.… READ THE REST