Learning to be Softer : Why Finding Your Vulnerability Matters

  Somewhere between re-building my exterior and interior, I forgot to allot space for a soft surface that could feel the vibrations of compassion and emotion. Constantly being pegged as overly sensitive, I’ve always yearned for the day that my eyes didn’t quiver and heartstrings were not strained from words that hit like boulders and…

Support Yourself.

Possibly the hardest pill to swallow in growing up is understanding that not everyone will support you. Everyone is not going to support every move that you make. People will forget or intentionally not wish you Happy Birthday. People will scroll past your new job update on LinkedIn. Others will see you reaching out for support…

Complex & Nuanced

Reality came crashing down on me as I read my daily horoscope by @lilzodiacblog on Instagram. It told me that I may not be over something that I thought I was. It told me to channel those emotions into my art, so here we are. I am angry. I am angry that I am not…

Work In Progress

A piece of my art shattered into a million pieces at the beginning of summer and I spent the next two months recovering. I recovered those pieces of that artwork that were authentic and true. I picked up the pieces that were ugly and twisted and told myself to discover the opposites of those pieces…

I Forgave Everyone But Myself

  A garden. That’s how I would title this summer. There’s been old dirt that had to be sifted through, fertile soil that had to be put down, seeds that were planted, and plenty of watering and waiting. The watering and waiting period has given me plenty of time to have self-realizations. How did I…

Healing Hurts But You Need It

Nobody wants to formally or publicly admit that they are hurt, yet our actions scream “HELP I FEEL LIKE I AM DYING.” The healing process to relinquish those feelings is brutal. It’s filled with ugly shower crying, hiding in bed all day, and feeling sick to the stomach whenever you receive a trigger that reminds…

Not Every Opportunity Is Golden and That Is Okay

I should be getting some sleep as I have to be at my internship at 3am, but my fingers couldn’t stop twitching from the need to write and relinquish the 17 million thoughts running through my head. If you read my last post, you know that I am in Indianapolis for the summer interning at…

Good Reads for Summer 2018

The wait is over! After many dm’s and questions about the books I post on Instagram and Twitter, I have finally decided to compile my favorites in a list to share.  I’ve been a book worm since the ruffled church socks and geek glasses days so I have always viewed reading as a way to…

Chapter Twenty One

Amen. I made it to 21! Life thus far has been filled with curve balls and hurricanes that I never thought I would recover from. Yet, here I am today celebrating another year of life. The weeks leading up to 21 have been emotional, stressful, and a headache to say the least, yet there is…

“It Happened to Me” : Sexual Assault on College Campuses

Dedicated to all the survivors of sexual assault in my life who have inspired me to be an advocate and a voice. It was her freshman year. Jodi was sexually involved with a boy, but knowing the nature of those “it’s just sex” situations, it did not last long and ended on a bad note….

“No Thank You” : An Open Letter to Hampton University

Hampton, I will start this letter by saying thank you for giving me the gift of friendship, the Terpsichorean Dance Company, Gamma Iota, and Scripps Howard School of Journalism. But I cannot say “thank you” for the mold infested dorms that caused my eczema and asthma to flare so severely that I have memorized the…

Protecting My Peace

I woke up to 70 degree weather in the middle of February. My mood was excellent. Yet, somewhere in between my walk to the journalism building and the ending of class, my mood shifted from sunshine and Daniel Caesar to irritation and no music. My soul was disturbed. My peace was off. An overwhelming feeling…