Sweet Liars

How does one process the painful ramifications of the fallout of the lies from a sweet liar? It’s almost easier to deal with an outright asshole because they never hid their deception. At least assholes are wolves from the beginning and you have a choice to lay with a hungry wolf, who you know will rip your heart and emotions to shreds. Also, with an asshole who is honest, you’ll never have to guess what’s coming, it’ll be in your face and you can make a conscious choice to tackle the situation or not.

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A Letter To Anyone Haunted By The Trauma Of Not Being Believed…

You as an adult never realize when you’ll have a moment of flashback until you’re drowning in tears and unable to catch your breath because you’re being suffocated by the silence and rage you’ve had to swallow for years because NO ONE took the time to make you feel protected, wanted and like they would bring justice to your cries for help. This is for those of us who have sat in silence because there have been no examples where we have ever felt like our bodies mattered enough for anyone to care. This letter is for all of us who are so scarred by our trauma of not being believed or being brushed off entirely. It’s not your fault.

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People Are Entitled To Their Dating Preferences

What have I learned about dating preferences for myself? They are foolish and hold no merit whatsoever. I have come to realize the preferences that truly matter, are the person’s fundamental principles. Are they a good human being? Are they kind? Generous? Patient? Family oriented? Do they speak up in situations where a clear injustice is taking place? Are they animal lovers? I mean there are simple nuances that make a person who they are, and those things have to align or at least work with mine. You could be 6’2 and look like Idris Elba, but if you support bigotry, then you can keep the fuck away from me.

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Navigating My Friendships While Being an INFJ

I am almost always drained from a day of hanging with people, no matter if I love the people or it’s a group of strangers, I need to decompress, quietly. I would much rather text than EVER take a phone call, and if we are hanging out, please be okay with long stretches of silence because while I may love your company, sometimes I just want to be in my thoughts or enjoy the ambience without talking a bunch. I have always been this way, and I like myself this way, but I’m learning that my friends who need constant engagement and conversation it may seem hard to digest.

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The Growing Pains of Being Woke

These are the days where I swear my chakras are all out of alignment and every single planet in my chart is in retrograde, and I am destined to be a single woman with a failed writing career. These are the days where knowing the work doesn’t translate to the practicality of the pain of daily life. Sometimes knowing the work doesn’t stop the painful thoughts from running rapidly through my mind. It’s not that the work isn’t real, but there a moments where the work doesn’t matter because the pain stings my ego too much.

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Bright Lights

I feel like I’m going to another world at this moment. I’m in another dimension and I am elevated to a status that I am having a hard time placing or identifying. It’s a world that I don’t recognize but I do know that I am where I’m supposed to be. With that reality, comes the actual realization that I have outgrown spaces, people and thoughts in my life. It’s not a looking down on anyone but it IS a graduation from a phase in my life that no longer serves me. I have to change my narrative. I have to transform my life and that means shedding dead weight in all forms. Intellectually it hurts but spiritually it will FREE ME!!!

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