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
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
A friend of mine posted this as his status on Facebook. “I believe in science. I believe in evolution. I believe in Nate Silver and Neil deGrasse Tyson, and Christopher Hitchens. Although I do admit he could be a kind of a jerk.… 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
High school is one of those things where you either loved your experience or you absolutely dreaded it. “If coach would have put me in, we would have won that game.” The glory days or the days of hell, it’s all about perspective.… READ THE REST
I’ve lived most of my life to please everybody, but me. Most of my school years featured boy bullies, guerrilla-style mean girls and fake-laughing with people whose pop culture references flew right over my sheltered head. I desperately tried learning to walk, talk and dress a certain way to make you like me.
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
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 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
How did I learn to forgive?
This question has been the bane of my existence for 3 years now. Every event I speak at, I get asked that question and I truly can’t answer it. I am very good at beating around the bush.… 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
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
Grab the tissues mom because this is not going to be easy. I need you to know what you did impacted my life and I will never be the same.
Deep sigh…. Okay I am ready.
I didn’t always have a mom on Mother’s Day.… 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
I was fat on my wedding day.
Maybe it’s because I graduated college and received my job offer within the same weekend he proposed, but my life was pretty intense once I was engaged. With a new city, new job, and planning my entire wedding states away from where it was happening, losing weight continued to be pushed lower on the list of things to do.… READ THE REST
Old Woman. Ball and Chain. The Boss.
In my pre-married life, I would cringe in movies when husbands would call their wives by these names. They wouldn’t call their wives by these things to their face, at least I hope not… but then again it was just a movie.… READ THE REST
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
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
It’s no secret. Bad things happen and it always feels like it’s happening to you. Doors constantly slammed in your face and the rain cloud never goes away. You are scared to go to bed because of the shit you will have to deal with in the morning.… READ THE REST
Since I can remember, I always wanted to be the best. The most well-liked. The smartest. The prettiest. The list goes on. Looking back, I believe I wanted to prove I was needed; that I was someone special. That I was good enough.… READ THE REST