I’m Not Hiding Anymore

Someone asked me if being me was exhausting. It really took me back because I didn’t understand the question. My immediate answer was, yes. I keep my schedule packed full and my days are never the same. My life, is in fact, exhausting.… READ THE REST

Dear Sperm Donor

Dear Father,

I hope you had a Merry Christmas. But in truth,

I hope your Christmas was miserable. I wish you had an ache in your heart because something was missing. I hope you were by yourself and it was just another day for you.… READ THE REST

It’s Hard to Feel Pretty

I’m here, climbing these steps in the gym. Kind of wishing I hadn’t set myself up at such a high speed. I’m already tired. I’m trying to act like I’m not actually dying, huffing and puffing up another flight toward that 200 calorie mark.… 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

How I’m Learning to Love My Body

I grew up with two females who served as my example for how to have a relationship with food: my mom, who was always on a diet, and always wished she could just lose a few more pounds; and my sister, who was and is naturally lean, long, thin, and ate whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted.READ THE REST

You Won’t Find Happiness


My husband failed his entire first year of college. Straight F’s. Even in gym. He was grieving the loss of his older brother who should have been raging in that dorm life with him but was instead in a casket. Sometimes you can make plans for yourself, and then life throws a wrench in the tricycle you’ve been building.… READ THE REST

How To Keep Your Crap Together In 2017

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

I’m Afraid

What are you most afraid of?

 

I know many of you instantly visualized very distinctive fears; spiders, clowns, heights perhaps? You wouldn’t be far off because according to Google it’s an unpleasant emotion caused by the belief that someone or something is dangerous, likely to cause pain, or a threat.… READ THE REST

I Can’t Say No

My life is crazy. When people ask “how are you doing?” I used to respond with “busy” but I think busy is a common response; so I say “life is crazy.” Ask my husband, he will confirm it. For some reason I picked three careers that have to be the most inconsistent.… READ THE REST

Me Before You

I typed my maiden name into a form on a webpage and it looked odd sitting beside my first. Foreign and out of place. It was like when you catch a whiff of something and are sure you know the smell, but can’t remember from what.… READ THE REST

How I Forgot Who I Am

2016 gave birth to many things for me (& from me). The top of that list, most literally, being the birth of my third child; the sweetest little angel of a baby, Grant (whose cute cheeks have graced these virtual pages on more than one occasion).READ THE REST

Daughter, Don’t Be Like Your Mother

If you’re like me, you obsess about raising your child “right.” You are so hopeful that your child will feel a deep sense of worth, and if you facilitate that, this foundation will allow them to build morals and values that might be different from your own, but will keep them anchored, happy, and safe.… READ THE REST

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