Adoption Story

I wanted to connect with a dear friend of mine, Dana because I knew that she had a story in dire need of being heard. We befriended each other during high school and I remember knowing that she was adopted, but I never knew the full story. I remember going to her house and seeing that her parents were white, and that kind of struck me, because Dana was black, or mixed but definitely not 100% white. She said quickly that she was adopted, and that was the end of the story.

But I couldn’t help but wonder


What was it like being adopted?

What was it like having white parents?

Did she know who her real parents were? Did she want to meet them?

Well, I connected with Dana to find out what it was like being adopted, and how that has shaped her into who she is today. I was honestly shocked at a lot of what she said during our meeting. This blog is going to include her testimonial writing followed by an interview done by me.

It all comes into perspective when someone from a ‘normal’ family says,

“…well she/he is the adopted one of the family”.

An easily cracked joke that bears more weight than people understand.

I have always laughed it off and pretended like it never happened…like it never hurt. I couldn’t blame them for their ignorance. Adoption is something almost as rare as a Ferrari. Seen, but seen far in between. 

People will easily speak of adoption, for exactly what it is, as ignorant as they are. It is different. I can spend days analyzing why people would refer to the child who looks/acts different etc, in the family, as the adopted one’, but its simple. Adopted people are indoctrinated into believing they do not fit in. In our society, most people know just that; the one outcast in the family, could easily be labeled (jokingly) as “the adopted one“.

Throughout my life, I easily understood what it meant to be adopted. At a young age I was confused, but I knew that I was adopted from the earliest of memories. My adoptive parents are fully white, and I am half white and half black. There was a clear distinction between me and my parents to the outside world. People would always ask questions, or take an extended glance at my family make-up. I remember that I would make excuses for my skin coloring by telling people, “oh my grandfather was dark”. I just wanted to avoid the line of questioning that would surely follow if I told the truth, I just wanted to feel normal.

Once I reached adulthood, things changed. I had embraced being adopted in all its entirety. I realized that all my negative emotions surrounding being adopted, were not at all my own, but were the projections of others, on their feelings about adoption. I was okay with being adopted- but others were not. It was the judgments, the opinions, and rejection of others, that caused me to reject myself. I wanted to feel that sense of belongingness, but the world would not afford it to me.

There are heavy and irrefutable emotions that come with being adopted. Your brain is capable of thinking, based on reason, and based on experiences with the outside world. I could technically just speak for myself, but I could imagine other adoptees feeling the same way. We feel everything so deeply. There is this relentless and intense feeling of needing to be accepted, even when we are. There is this fear of being rejected, and this fear that “you are too different”. It is easy for me to put this on paper, but it isn’t as easy to explain, to someone who is not adopted. They will assume you are making excuses, but really you’re the product of society’s natural thoughts on adoption. Different, outlier, not from the same line. It isn’t necessarily always deemed true, but it doesn’t stop us from believing that we are what they think we are-outcasts.

But after all, this is why I am writing this: I need people, who aren’t adopted to understand, that the thoughts and feelings of adoptees, are different. We go through life a bit differently, but it is okay, and it is normal for us. The only thing making things feel ‘abnormal’ is the ignorance of most, and the deep emotions that could plague our mind, due to feeling that at first you were not accepted. You came into this world unwanted, ans unaccepted. Knowing that, could drive an anxiety ridden mind crazy. But it is important for adoptees to know, that they are accepted now. Their adoptive family saved them, as God, has saved all of us. We are all saved, we are all together, we are all equal, and we all deserve the same acceptance whether bound by blood, or by heart.


Do you want to meet your biological mother/father?

Yes I do, but just my mother. My father tried to take me away from my adoptive parents when I was two years old, but he didn’t have the resources or the ability to take care of me. They went to court and my parents won. My birth mother was still just a teenager when she found out she was pregnant with me, and my birth father was in his 30’s. Their ‘relationship’ started when she was 15.

All in all though, I’m not ready to meet her right now. When the time is right, the time is right- and I will make it happen. I have no animosity towards her, she knew that she could give me a better life.

Do you have siblings that you know of? Would you want to meet them?

Yes, I do have siblings that I know of…2.  I found them through Facebook. They are white. My birth mother is now married and she has two kids- so I’ve got two brothers, and they actually kind of look like me.

I eventually want to meet them, Maybe when they’re adults.


So, her adoption was a closed adoption. She wasn’t supposed to know about her birth parents, and her birth parents weren’t supposed to know about her. But one day her adoptive mom just happened to stumble upon her name on Facebook (her birth mother). So now, her birth mother doesn’t know that she knows about her. So Dana knows what she looks like, what she does, everything- and her birth mom knows nothing about her, AND she lives on Long Island, where Dana lives.whaaat.gifIt gets even interesting-er. I just made a word. Anyways, so originally Dana was supposed to be adopted by a different family. Then, the family found out Dana was biracial, and didn’t want her anymore, they wanted an all white baby. Now, get this- the guy was Puerto Rican, and the woman was white- like y’all would’ve had a biracial baby anyway. Anyway, that blew my mind. And they knew that Dana’s *now* parents, were looking to adopt, and they told them about her- Thank God!

Are you fearful of rejection if you decide to meet them?


Why not?

I don’t really feel that that’s something I can beat myself up for. They already rejected me, and I’ve healed from that.

What do you want to know from your birth mother?

I just want to know our family history,medical history, and culture. Those are the really important things. All the other things like “why”, and all of that- I feel like I know already, and I respect it.

What is it like being biracial, and having white parents?

Its weird. Um, it felt normal at first, but like people really do look at you strange- and ya know, you’re gonna feel like you’re not like everyone else, and you can’t hide that you’re adopted. When I was younger it was hard for me to grasp that concept, but when I grew up, I just went with : “it is what it is”, but um, racially and culturally I still get a bit confused.

I’m starting to learn the other side of me now (the black side), from outside sources, really just doing my own research. I just feel like there’s a lot I need to know, but either way, I don’t consider myself white or black. I was raised in an Italian household, and so, I only had my Italian culture.

Do you think that being adopted will have any affect on your parenting when you become a mother?

Yeah because the way I was raised, I wouldn’t want to raise my kids like that. My parents were kinda tough.  I just don’t agree with their way of parenting, and their ideas. It might be difficult when I’m a mother. My parents are excessive, theyre very traditional. Traditional meaning 1950’s type shit. That’s not something I want.

Do you think they’re harder on you because they’ve adopted you?

I feel like they’re going to feel like they failed if I don’t live up to their standards. My parents try to make everything perfect. They’re very careful. I’m not a very careful person.

What affects has being adopted had on your relationships?

Wow that’s a good one. So yeah, I always feel that I need to feel wanted, and coddled. I always need to feel like someone will be there to wipe my tears, and I feel like that’s because I was adopted. When I get into a relationship, I put all my trust in them- I need to know that when I’m not good, you’re going to be good to me. I feel like I rely on people too much–because I’m constantly searching… for someone to accept me. Right now, I’m scared to lose my boyfriend, and he loves me so much, and that’s why I’m scared to lose him.

Do you feel whole?

No, and that’s a very nonchalant ‘no’ though, because I feel like in general, people don’t feel whole. There’s a part of me that  I haven’t understood yet. There’s so much that I have to experience- like meeting her.


Thank you so much Dana for telling your story ! Her story has given me new knowledge and insight into adoption, and for that I am thankful. Remember to email subscribe and share 🙂

What to Say When Your Friend is Going Through It

We all have good intentions when it comes to giving advice and trying to console our friends during difficult times. I struggle with finding the right words to say, and the right things to do. I often find myself stuck between what I *think* I should say, and saying nothing at all. What do you say when someone tells you they just found out they have cancer? What do you say when someone lost someone close to them? What do you do when your friends are going through a break-up? In these moments what you say/do matter, and can be powerfully transformative .

PSA: It is important to let go of your ego when someone reaches out to you for support. It is important that you validate their feelings. It is important that you listen to understand, instead of listening to respond. Repeat what they are saying back to them to make sure that you’re receiving what they are saying correctly, and it also helps them to know that you are really listening . Help them explore their feelings about what is happening before you give your own advice.

Side Note: Refer them to my blog! I have a great blog on How to Get Through What You’re Going Through. Sometimes you won’t know what to say or what to do, so guide them to me, I know 🙂

1. Listen– I think often we listen to respond because we are so eager to give people this knowledge that we have on what they’re going through. Or we have been through a similar situation, and so we think we have the solution, and we so badly want to give it to them. Our intentions are good, but they may just want someone to listen. Allow them to feel, and experience all their emotions.

Simple Statements:

  • ” You’re not alone”, it’s you and me against this illness”
  • “It’s not your fault”
  • “This is what I hear you saying…”

*Stay away from cliché sayings like “everything happens for a reason”, and “time heals all wounds” * ( no one really wants to hear that )

2. Encourage Them- Inspire them to shift their perspective on what they’re going through by asking questions, not my intentionally telling them to, but by asking questions that will lean them in the right direction.

Perspective Change

Have you considered looking at this situation differently?

What is holding you back from letting this go?

What do you think is triggering this feeling?

Remind them of what they’ve already been through and how they got through that. Remind them of their strength, their wisdom, and their purpose.

Positive Affirmations : You are strong. You are smart. You are worthy. Remind them of who they are!

3. Let Them Know They Are Not Alone – It is easy to be with friends during the easy times, it is easy to show up to Sunday Brunch; Don’t be the friend that has an ‘errand’ to do or is ‘too busy’ to be there during the difficult times. Value your friendship.

How I check myself on this is, I say to myself:

What would I do if my partner was in this same situation, what is it that I would do for them?”. We have to value our friends the same way. Would you buy them flowers? pick up their favorite food? pay for their massage?

Do the same things for your friends, most likely they have been in your life longer than your partner, and deserve the same empathy and compassion.

4. Be Proactive- Sometimes when you ask your friend “What can I do for you?”, they’ll reply with “nothing”, because they don’t know what they need. That’s where you come in. Bring them a home-cooked meal. Help them clean up. Invite them to church. Create the Go Fund me. Take them out. Just be there for them.

Instead of saying , ” I want to be there for you as much as I can”, say something that shows commitment and integrity, “I am here for you, I am praying for you, and I’m going to be checking in on you to make sure you’re doing okay”

5. Check In- Sometimes people need their alone time, and can become distant. Still, remind them that you are thinking about them, that you are praying for them, and you are there for them. Trust your instinct, you’ll know if they need space or if they need company.

Stay Away From Statements Like:

  • “I know how you feel”
  • “All you have to do is…”
  • “Don’t worry”
  • “You’ll be fine”

All of those statements invalidate how they are feeling.

It is difficult, at least for me it is, to be 100% understanding of what someone is going through- especially if I’m holding judgment. For example, your friend is super-depressed over someone you told her was no good for her from the beginning, and you knowww she’s going to be right back with this person. We’ve all been here with our friends, and sometimes we have been *that* friend – and because I know that I have been that friend, I know that I need the same support and same love from my friends regardless. Be tough when you need to be and be soft when you need to be- and trust that you will know when that is.

5 Inexpensive Gifts to Get Your Friend When They’re Going Through It

  • Epsom Salt & Lavender– Buy a bag, put it in a cute mason jar and tie it with a ribbon with some essential oil . The Epsom salt relieves stress, and flushes out toxins, and lavender is very calming. epsom
  • Candles- Aromatherapy is real. Look out for lavender, eucalyptus, frankincense, chamomile, and rose candles. (I just found out through my own research that rose essential oil is known to help with emotional healing and stress).
  • Adult Coloring Books- I love these for when I just need to zone out, and they’re super cheap, so it doesn’t hurt to try it out!
  • A Good Book- Maybe get one self-help book, and one mystery novel, something that will act as an escape. Thrift storimg_6682-edites usually have some good ones, if you want to save some coins.
  • Journal– Buy them a new journal. It works as good tool for stress management, and its good to track your progress and clarify your thoughts. I love journaling.

You could get all these for probably $30-$40. Be thoughtful. Be intentional about who you say you are as a friend. Be the friend that you would want.

You don’t need a reason to be a good friend, or a good neighbor, or a good co-worker, just do it!

How To Get Through What You’re Going Through

There is a thin line between being a victim, and creating an entire identity centered around victimhood. In one case, you have been harmed or traumatized as a result of a particular event, and in the other case- you’ve allowed this event to become your story and who you are. Post-traumatic stress is complex and easily distorts and disrupts your sense of self/being. In this writing, I hope that what I am saying won’t be received as insensitive or unsympathetic- but as a means to ascend from an unhealthy and detrimental state of being. Through my own testament of healing from trauma and a victimhood mentality, it is my intention that this will not only pacify your wounds but heal them.

You are not what happened to you.

We have all experienced something that changed our lives entirely. Whether it be a singular event, a relationship, or even something said to us. This moment changed our lives, and changed what we thought we knew. I had experienced a collection of events that could be described as ‘traumatic’. I didn’t know that these experiences were a source of my pain- I just knew that I felt hopeless.This event for me was the day that I tried to take my own life.

I know that you probably assumed that something ‘happened’ to me, or that someone did something to me , but I happened to me. I happened to me all of the time. I inflicted pain on myself physically and emotionally as a coping mechanism to depression.

How I Fell Into Victim-Hood

I felt strongly for a long time that my life was nothing but misfortune and inevitable struggle. I was always sink hole deep in depression, or bridging my way back to it from a manic episode. I internalized the diagnosis given to me by the doctor . I allowed Major Depression Disorder to define who I was. I researched the symptoms, and I seen what the doctor seen; There was an undeniable parallel between me, and the illness. I sought out others who were suffering from the illness too. Through the use of social media, I bonded with other people who were suffering from MDD, just like me. I didn’t just have Major Depression Disorder, Major Depression Disorder had me. It had me all of the time. It had me in the music I would listen to, the art that I would make and the poetry that I would write. Everything that I was, was drenched in this illness. I loathed in my thoughts, and took on the identity of someone who was sad all of the time. I made every excuse to never go anywhere. I was always “too tired” and a self-proclaimed “homebody”. There were days that were not as bad as others, but I always told myself to not be excited about it, because the pain would always return, and I would be left disappointed.  I never allowed light to come into my life. I was comfortable with darkness, and I was consumed by it. I didn’t know who I was outside of depression. I didn’t know who I was outside of the trauma, and to me, that was terrifying.

I have learned from this that, the human mind can be your greatest friend or your worst enemy. I was my worst enemy.

How I Came Out of That

What I didn’t know was that, yes I had this illness, but I didn’t have to let it have me. I spent years of my life believing that I would never be able to recover, or have the freedom to feel something new. I can’t recall the specific day when I made the decision to try to be happy, but I remember praying about it, a lot. I would usually pray in my bed with eyes closed, but I remember intently kneeling down at my bed side and praying. I was dedicated to my healing. I allowed myself to be vulnerable by allowing people in. I stopped putting up walls when I realized that I was going to lose the people I loved. I surrendered to my pain, and allowed it to cleanse me, instead of thinking I could defeat it. I allowed it to break me, and mold me, and transform me into a stronger and wiser me.

How do you expect to understand your pain, if you never let it speak?

Support System

My sister was a key component to my healing. Having someone who cares about you, and is patient with you, and understands what you’re going through, is important. She encouraged me to go out, and sometimes really had to force me out of the house, and that was a major part of my healing. I really needed to get out, and she made sure I did. My sister allowed me to experience my emotions, and what I mean by this is, if I was crying she would rub my back, she never told me to “stop crying”. I think it’s important to have a support system of people that don’t ask for you to perform happiness for their comfort. My mother and grandmother put me into art classes, something that I loved doing; This really boosted my self-esteem, and gave me a sense of purpose. I also researched on my own *healthy coping mechanisms*. I used lavender to calm me. I took long baths. I exercised. I did everything I could do to be a positive thinking person. That doesn’t mean that by doing those things it eliminated my depression, but it made it easier to go through. I also created habits that would ensure that I would never let the emotional pain overstay.

You can either be reactive or proactive. You can have comfort or you can have growthbut you can’t have both.

If the voice inside of your head is always talking negatively, if it is always telling you that you are not enough, that you won’t make it, that you are not worthy. Know this. Know that you are in control of that voice. You have the power to change what that voice says, and you have the power to change what you believe about yourself.

How you speak to yourself is important, and one way to check yourself is by saying to yourself, “would I speak to my best friend like this?”. Let your best friend be you.

Small Things To Do For Clarity and Resetting

  • Delete all your text messages (it just feels good)
  • Delete negative people from social networks (follow people that are a reflection of your best you)
  • De-clutter your space (throw things out, reorganize, change your room around)
  • Un-follow people on social media that make you feel less-than perfect (I unfollowed a lot of IG models because I kept comparing myself to them when their job is to look ‘perfect’)
  • Write down who the best version of you is, and put it somewhere where you will see it everyday- for when you wake up, and when you go to sleep.
  • Work out! I’ve found that working out helps clear my mind.
  • Read a book/ Watch a Movie- (live in different reality for a bit)
  • Distract yourself-  sometimes when all you can think about are the problems in your life, and how you can solve them and what you’re going to do, it gets very overwhelming. Take a time out, and watch Netflix all day, until you’ve got enough energy to try again tomorrow.

Expect sadness like you expect rain. Both cleanse you.

—natural.  Nayyirah Waheed

Maintaining Emotional Stability Despite Depression & Anxiety

  • I use an app called “7 Cups” when I’m at my lowest point, and I don’t really want to talk to anyone, but I know that I need to. On this app you can talk to trained volunteers anonymously about what ever is going on. They offer advice, coping skills, and just a listening ear. I find this extremely helpful when I don’t want to burden friends/family with what I’m going through, and when I don’t necessarily want to talk about it with them.
  • I learned that staying far far away from alcohol during emotional instability is really really important.
  • I keep a positive mind. During times of anger, disappointment, grief etc., I ask myself “are you willing to look at this differently?”. This has had a tremendous impact on how I treat my anxiety, how I handle emotional situations, and how I connect with people.
  • I think it’s important to be opened to seeing a psychiatrist/therapist.

One thing I always keep in mind when I feel like ” OMG, it’s been one thing after another”, is that “God is using me”. I have always felt that way since I was younger, a perspective given to me by my mother. She would always say that God is using me, and I see that now in my adult life. Your pain will be useful. God is preparing you. He is strengthening you. I can look back clearly and understand why things had to happen. Whatever it is that you’re going through, know that you’re going to come out of it stronger, smarter, and a better version of you


How to Establish Boundaries In Your Relationship

W h y Y o N e e d to  S e t

B o u n d a r i e s

I always like to begin my writing in sharing what inspired me. I started thinking about what it meant to love someone unconditionally. I started thinking about how I really don’t want to be a ride or die. My love does come with conditions. My conditions are my boundaries. A person without boundaries is a reflection of a person with low self-esteem and a lack of self-awareness. Setting boundaries is not only necessary but required for the function of a healthy relationship. If you are already in a relationship where you have not yet set boundaries- and you’re hesitant to do so because of the fear of your partners reaction, that is indicative that you may already be in an unhealthy relationship. It’s also possible that your boundaries have been compromised or have weakened over time- but it is important to strengthen them, and in this blog I’ll provide ways in which you can implement these boundaries.

I always like to use this metaphorical allusion when trying to explain boundaries and subconscious human behavior. Imagine yourself in your car, and you have empty water bottles, papers everywhere, and all the crumbs from everything you ate last week. When someone gets into your car, and they’re eating McDonalds and they drop a fry, or even spill a little of their drink, they’re not going to really care, and they might not even tell you. Now, if your car was cleaner than clean- they might wait to eat their food until you get to the destination, or be very careful to not spill anything. This exemplifies the concept that, people will treat you based upon how YOU treat you. The boundary exists without verbal expression of how to treat your car, because they see how you treat it.

S i g n s  T h a t  Y o u r 

B o u n d a r i e s  A r e 

W e a k

  • You have a difficult time saying “no” because of fear, rejection, and/or confrontation.
  • You feel responsible for your partners happiness.
  • You allow others to make decisions for you, instead of expressing what it is that you really want.
  • You have excused behavior that has been abusive/uncomfortable for the sake of ‘peace’.
  • You compromise yourself and the things that are important to you, in exchange for ‘love’.
  • You’re known for ‘caring too much’, and ‘saving’ people.
  • You feel obligated be sexual for your partner, and not for yourself.
  • You either trust no one, or trust everyone.
  • When someone is saying something that makes you uncomfortable, whether it’s about you or somebody else, you don’t know how to respond.

W h y  B o u n d a r i e s  C a n  S a v e  Y o u r  L i f e

When you have self-assurance and you know who you are, setting boundaries comes naturally. Okay, I crossed-out that sentence because most-likely you are a 20-something like me, and we don’t completely know ourselves yet. I am still learning about who I am everyday- so how can I still set healthy boundaries without knowing exactly what they are for me? Trust your instinct. Setting boundaries creates respect. Setting boundaries doesn’t allow for abuse. Setting boundaries is your power. For me setting boundaries has helped me dodge bullets. Once I announce my boundary, and communicate why it is important to me, and why it need not be violated- I’ve experienced nothing but respect in return, and also an understanding. Boundaries have helped shaped my relationships, and in dating, they’ve made me more aware of what I will and will not accept.You are not responsible for the other person’s reaction to the boundary you are setting. You are only responsible for communicating your boundary in a respectful manner. If it upsets them, know it is their problem. Some people, especially those accustomed to controlling, abusing, or manipulating you, might test you. Plan on it, expect it, but remain firm. Remember, your behavior must match the boundaries you are setting. You cannot successfully establish a clear boundary if you send mixed messages by apologizing.” – Katherine, Anne. Where You and I Begin.Boundaries Blog 2

M y  O w n  P e r s o n a l 

B o u n d a r i e s

Touching/Personal Space– This is probably my biggest boundary, because I think I’m confronted with it more than anything else. I know I don’t need to explain why, but I’m going to anyway. When a person touches you without your permission it is a physical way of communicating that you have not considered if I want to be touched, and you also don’t care. If I am at the club, and you would like to speak to me, please speak to me instead of grabbing my waist. I have almost had to break the fingers of several men for touching me without my permission (okay, not really, but seriously). Every time that I’m in that setting, there’s always one person who thinks that coming behind me and dancing is okay. How hard is it to ask a woman her name without touching her, and how hard is it to ask if she would like to dance? And lastly, don’t touch my hair.

Communication- I won’t accept poor communication skills. I won’t accept manipulation (and you can’t manipulate me into thinking you’re not manipulating me). Knowing how you will solve disagreements, and arguments is really important. When things start getting heated, I am the first one to say “listen I don’t want to say anything I don’t mean, I want to take some time to think, and then we can talk again, but for now, I’m disengaging”. By saying that, I’m respecting my boundaries, and also boundaries I might cross because my emotions are high. At the same time, know who you’re dealing with, some people want to yell, that’s how they behave when they’re angry. Tell them that you’d like to talk, but over dinner at a restaurant. I’ve always found that this creates a control of emotion, simply because of the setting.

Happiness- I won’t be responsible for anyone’s happiness, and I won’t let anyone be responsible for mine. I think a common misconception is that you are supposed to complete your partner, and I don’t want to complete anyone. I would like for them to be whole when I meet them, and I think they’d appreciate the same from me in return.

Space- This is also big for me. I really like my space, and I need my own space sometimes. One of the ways I practice self-care is through solitude, and I need that peace.

Social Media- I’m really not into posting who I’m dating on social media, especially when it’s not exclusive, and/or too early. That’s a boundary for me. It’s not personal. It’s just that I like a little privacy. The push back that I usually get, is that they want to be ‘posted’ to feel secure in our relationship, and to me all that is saying is, “damn, we got work to do”.

Privacy – I won’t accept anyone going through my phone and I won’t accept anyone going through my journal. I also vocalize when I am uncomfortable when I’m being asked personal questions. I used to have this idea that I had to answer questions that felt invasive to me for the sake of seeming ‘easy-going’. Now, I simply say “I’m uncomfortable answering that, or I would rather not talk about that, let’s change the subject”.

Q u e s t i o n s  t o  A s k  

Y o u r s e l f 

(Let these be journal prompts, and refer back to them to check yourself)

  1. Who am I ?
  2. What drains me the most?
  3. What people/things would I leave behind if there was no negative reaction?
  4. What is my worst fear about saying no?
  5. If I am allowing behavior that is not representative of my boundaries, what is this saying about me?
  6. Does my relationship make me feel good about myself?
  7. What’s working in my life, and what isn’t?
  8. Behaviors that I will never again tolerate are …
  9. Do I have enough courage to love myself even when it means that I may disappoint others?
  10. What do I need to do to become comfortable setting boundaries ?

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20 Self Care Habits for the New Year

Related imageWhat Inspired Me to ‘Self-Care’

A Seat at the Table by Solange Knowles was an ode to the black woman experience. It was immersed in femininity; intersected with the weight of racism, sexism, and classism. It was thematically specific toward black women in the way that we experience life. It spoke of our struggle and our beauty, and for me it was the most ‘womanhood’ I have ever felt in an artistic illustration. It felt specific in that it accounted for the common-rage that we as black women feel, when black men and women are murdered at the hands of law enforcement, when we are not afforded autonomy when someone touches our hair without permission, and when we ‘weary of the ways of the world’ after all of the pain, and horror it has caused us. This album is not just music for me, but an important resource of self-care that reminds me that I am not alone.


I start everyday in self-love by affirming who I am every morning by saying:

“I am worthy, I am blessed, and I am powerful”


How do I practice self-care when I have the time?



  • I’ll get my speaker, turn it up all the way high, and just sing and dance!Image result for black girl dancing
  • I listen to my favorite podcasts- them being Alex Elle (Conversations with Empowering Women) , Myleik Teele (Being a Girl Boss) , Rob Berger (Financial Podcast), and Joel Osteen (Christian Preaching).


  • Taking a long bath with lavender essential oil with the lights off, and Sade playing.(my absolute go-to when dealing with f*ck shit)Image result for self love black girl


  • Doing things I love by myself, because there’s a necessity sometimes for isolation, right? I started going to open-mic nights, restaurants,  church, and shows by myself and it feels really good.


  • One of my favorite things to do when I’m just not feeling it, is doing my makeup, putting on a good outfit, doing my hair really nice, because looking good makes you feel good right?

How do I practice self-care in my decision making ?

  • Creating boundaries– not tolerating any forms of abuse, disrespect, or over-stepping- AND STICKING TO THEM WITHOUT COMPROMISE. Image result for boundaries iyanla
  • Ridding myself of anyone/anything that is toxic to myself- and understand that that can sometimes be myself, and my own thoughts.
  • I pay attention to my mental health with a magnifying glass, I sometimes go through intense depression, and periods of anxiety, and I have to be self-aware. Sometimes this can mean going to a therapist. This is a website link to licensed black women therapists : Therapy for Black Girls. I really recommend therapy strongly.
  • I practice clear communication skills to avoid any ambiguity that could lead to my disappointment.
  • I choose to spend my money on things that support my goals.

Small ways to practice self-love daily :

  • Write down everything that you are grateful for .
  • Meditation (I’m not there yet, I can’t quiet my mind, so if you’re like me just opt for quiet time)
  • Prayer. I start everyday in prayer in my car when I’m on my way to work, and if I’m having a particularly rough day, I listen to gospel & gospel only, because sad songs can really put you in a dark space.
  • Cleaning your space! I find that when I clean, reorganize, and de-clutter- I feel amazing afterwards, like I cleaned up my life.
  • I go to my favorite place, which for me is the beach. So during the winter I go to the closest dock, bring a book, turn off my phone & enjoy myself (sometimes for hours).
  • Watching a movie/series. I am so big on sitting in my bed with a bowl of ice-cream watching Law & Order SVU until I can’t anymore! A greeeatt binge-worthy series is ‘She’s Gotta Have It’ on Netflix.

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Thank you, Lakota


“I have come to understand that caring for myself is not self- indulgent. Caring for myself is an act of survival.”

Audre Lourde



The Unwanted Editors

My writing is identity expressive. No matter what I write I can’t escape my gender, my race, or my sexuality. Mostly everything that I write and say wreaks of my politics and my reality- and I will not filter, and I will not backspace ‘black’ for ‘all’, and I will not worry about what someone who is not me thinks, because they are not me. My writing is unapologetic, and it has to be to preserve the authenticity of my story and my world. If you can’t understand that, and if you don’t like it, then it is not for you. Not everything has to be politicized and challenged- sometimes it is best to understand that you don’t live in this body, and you don’t live in this world- and no matter how strong your desire is to understand and to learn- sometimes you never will. You will never understand what it means to be black; To be socially and politically aware, to be the resistance, to be a voice – where everyone would rather you be silent, you don’t know the rage that lives inside me and how I am still trying to figure out how to balance my disgust and love that I have for this country. It is a difficult thing you know? For everyone to want your opinion, your voice, your writing- sometimes for ventures of plagiarism, sometimes just to be ‘the devils advocate’, sometimes to breathe victim-theory down your throat, sometimes just to tell me ‘we are not all the time same’, and like I get it, but you don’t get me.

Why I Chose Myself 2018

bLOGThere are times when I feel I am being too strong for a man, and so I try to weaken the parts of me that have grown outside the lines of a woman. I have tried to shrink myself small to make them feel taller. I have compromised everything about myself, my values, my faith, my needs-in hopes that less of me, the watered down version of me-will be easier for you to swallow. How could I, I mean how could they, ever be comfortable with me being so God damn comfortable, and they, they haven’t even measured up to half of what they said they would be, and still it is me who is not enough?

To be a woman, or particularly to just be me, a strong, vocal, out-of-line, type of woman- I have found that men will either react as intimidated or fascinated-neither emotion do I regard to as more suitable because I believe that all women are like me, but men silence them. Historically they have and presently they do-systemically and innocently- the by product of American culture. Because of men, because of patriarchy, women like myself have often shrunk ourselves to please men. When I stopped shrinking myself, when I stopped diluting myself, there was a realization. I found that I only fit well with women or with men who are secure within themselves, which is to say, I do not need to remind them that ‘I am mine before I am anyone else’s“, and I don’t need to remind them that I can be more than one thing: an intellectual woman, a spiritual woman, a sexual woman, a funny woman; I am so many different things, women are so many different things, and instead of us being celebrated, too often we are ridiculed and trivialized. I subconsciously seek out men who already have an ingrained femininity, and unconditional respect for women. This profound reverence needs to come with no restriction, because women do not come with restrictions.

My relationships, and experiences are my frame of reference for what I want in a partner. I have found that mostly everything I want is encompassed in maturity. It has become of trend for women to practice self-love, self-care, and all things ‘black girl magic’, and it is unfortunate that the same has not become popular for men. Women are more powerful now than ever. We are coming home to ourselves. We are re-claiming who we are and what we want, and we are unapologetic for it. I’ve never seen sisterhood so strong, I think, ever. Just the other day I was at the doctor and the girl behind the counter says to me ” how do you do your eyebrows?”. and I was like “Giiirlll”, and I proceeded to tell her how I do them, and before you know it, two other ladies are listening, and we’re in a freakin’ circle at the doctors office talking about eyebrows. I know it might sound insignificant to you, but it brought me so much joy to see women uplifting each other in real spaces, outside of social media. It is rare that I see another woman in passing and smile, and she does not smile back – whereas before the response may have been ” Is this b*tch tryna be cute?”. Maybe its only me having these experiences, I don’t know, but I do know that women are killing it, and I really need black men to meet us at the finish line.

-Back to My Point-

I feel like when I meet men my age there is this feeling I get, and the only way that I can describe it is by saying, “I feel like we are talking two different languages“; Not that I don’t know the language they’re speaking- yes, it is recognizable to me, but I don’t speak it anymore, and so when I speak- I feel uncomfortable in knowing that nothing I am saying is translating. It feels like I am always trying to get them to learn my language, and then its like “nah I don’t got the time”. So I had to ask myself, well, what can black men do to meet us at the finish line? I think it starts with a cognitive decision to resist the American culture of patriarchy, and more specifically letting go of the demeaning view of black women that is mentally infiltrated through Hip-Hop & Rap music (a strong influence that can affect perception) I feel strongly that the overt sexism and misogyny in the lyrics of Hip-Hop music has created a comfort and space for black men to mistreat black women in the defense of ‘black culture’ (that topic may be another blog). I just want black men to do the work in the same way that women have to do/ have done the work. Black women are big on self-care which is taking care of ourselves in a healthy way: physically, mentally, spiritually, and emotionally. We know the resources to help ourselves- and too often, we ourselves, become a resource for men. Men need to be their own resource, in the way that we are.

I think I am going to conclude this by telling you what inspired me to write this. I was at brunch one day with some friends, and a friend-of-a-friend, was pretty tipsy, and she said to me “don’t settle”. She said it to me probably 35 times (okay maybe she was more than tipsy), and she kept saying it. And then she kept telling me how special I was, and how much I should never settle for anything or anyone (I think she knew that in my past relationship I was really settling, so it was like a “Girl” by Destiny’s Child kind of moment) .Long story short, she was really drilling it in my head, and now every time I’m out, or even in relationship conflicts, I see her face in my head saying “don’t settle“. I was inspired because I don’t tell that to myself enough, and I always find myself compromising myself for people when I’m dating, and in a previous relationship I was told that “I am never satisfied”, and I thought that was a bad thing. The truth is, it wasn’t that I wasn’t satisfied- it was that, what I was being given, wasn’t what I needed. Sure, expensive dinners, dates, and gifts are all nice, but if you’re cheating on me Monday-Friday, of course I’m not going to be satisfied. Now, I’m at a place where its like, I’m not guarded, but a relationship is no longer a priority for me. On the grocery list of things I want to accomplish, falling in love is finally at the bottom.  I finally don’t care. I’ve seen too many women go through hell over relationships (like myself), and I always wonder what I could’ve done differently with that time and energy. Well, this year I’m about to find out!

My Girls Trip to Phuket, Thailand !

maya_bay.jpgPhuket, Thailand

I think a lot of times people have this idea that they need to ‘getaway’, or that by going away they’ll find an answer to all of the problems in their lives. I too have done that- thinking, all I need to do is getaway and clear my mind. This time was different- I didn’t go away with the hopes that there would be this ‘aha’ moment or this epiphany that would bring me clarity. This time I knew I would really need to do the work which I’ll talk about in another blog, but I say that to say this – stop going on vacations with the hopes that there will be some self-discovery miracle, it doesn’t happen.

Planning this Girls Trip

Girls Trip


…literally us, everyday.





Flight – from New York – Phuket,Thailand

We paid $700 each. This was STUPID. When we first were looking for flights we found it for around $450, and slept on it. We were like ‘eh it probably won’t go up, its been consistently $450‘, yeah we were wrong. December is a popular month to go on vacation/holiday so the hotels/flights/everything in Thailand is more expensive. We flew Cathay Pacific Airways

To book my flights I always use Kayak because I can set up an alert on the flight I’m booking, and also my favorite feature is the ‘Explore’ option. You can put in your budget, the amount of days, and your home airport, and then it will give you prices of where you could go all around the world at the lowest price. That was how I planned my trip to Barcelona.

You can choose your meals after you book the flight, I suggest you do that so you don’t have to eat whatever two nasty meals are there to choose from. On my flight we had 3 meals & snacks- which weren’t peanuts, they were a cup of noodles, so they really keep you fed.

Prepare your body for this flight. Don’t drink alcohol at least two days before the flight. Drink a lot of water before hand. Get some ginger to encourage the release of toxins in your body- and it will also help with motion sickness. Bring toothpaste & a toothbrush in your carry-on with face wash, its a long flight and you don’t want to be crusty. Your feet will swell- try compression socks, and make sure you get up every couple of hours and do some laps around the plane. Buy some vitamin C ! A lot of people get sick after being on the plane for such a long period of time.

Download podcasts, movies, bring books, bring a journal, etc. This really helped me so I wouldn’t get bored.

All in all, the flight is not that bad.


We stayed at The KEE Resort & Spa for the first 5 days, this was the best for the location. We didn’t have to get a taxi or anything, it’s literally a half a block away from Bangla Rd, which is complete  MAYHEM. At most hotels/resorts in Thailand, your room key is also your energy card, now what that means is- when you leave your room, the energy in there gets cut off, so you can’t charge your phone and leave, and whatever other scenarios you can think of. So bring a charging case. Also make sure you have a charger adapter to charge your phone, they don’t have American outlets- I would suggest getting a universal adapter, so you can use the same one every time you travel. This hotel was great though, it was like $100-$150/night, I’m not sure of the exact amount. We booked our second hotel the day we checked out of the resort, through I use for hotels because usually it doesn’t require that you pay until you get there- which I like so I can inspect the place once I get there, and if I don’t like it I’m under no obligation to stay. I booked the Baycliff Residence in Patong Beach which was like an AirBnb. This place we got for a really good rate, it was like $95 a night, and we stayed for 5 nights. It was a two bedroom, two bathroom, Jacuzzi on the balcony, kitchen, living room, etc. I had no complaints. I like how we stayed at a resort first & then an AirBnB because we got to know people and got familiar with the area.


This is probably the most annoyingest thing. They want to negotiating for everything here, which I can’t stand, like please just give me a set price without trying to rip me off. They will rip you off, so just stick to how much you want to pay and say that. Once you get into a taxi the first time- check in the backseat pocket thing to see if their is the rate chart for how much it is for distance. For example, 100 kilometers might be 800 baht, but they will tell you 1000 baht. Check that sheet, and take a picture of it. To go anywhere, tuk tuks & taxi’s start off at 200 Baht which is $6 USD. Let me tell you how annoying a taxi can be ——>

[Story Time]

Leaving the Airport we got a taxi van to go to our hotel which was an hour away. In our van was a bunch of other people who also were going to hotels that were nearby ours. About 30 minutes in the taxi stops the car. Now, I’m half sleep with crust in my eyes wondering what the hell is going on. A lady slides the door open like a raging bull and is like okay get out with a smile on her face. I’m sitting here looking at my sister like “wtf is going on”- but you know when you’re half sleep, and your brain is half sleep too, so you just go with the flow, yeah so I damn near fell out the van, like okay. Then I’m like nah are they finna rob us, I felt like I was in some kind of sick movie. No, we were just at a Tour Guide place, somewhere we never agreed to going. The whole group got out of the car and went into this place, and they sat us all down at different desks to book excursions. Once my brain woke up, I was just looking at this lady like dawg, you must be crazy. I just got off a 21 hour flight and you’re really trying to run my pockets at 11:00 PM. So I was just like no thank you, I booked all my excursions (lying), but that was the only way I could spare her. She said ” okay get back in the van”. Son, I almost lost it. So now we’re in the van waiting for the whole group, mind you , they might want to book some excursions- so we would have to wait, thank God, no one wanted to book excursions, and we left. Moral of the story, they do this a lot-so before you get in, tell them I am not going to any Tour places, no tailor shops, no nothing.


Planning was the most difficult thing, and I probably would not plan anything next time. I legit made a 14 day itinerary that did not serve us at all- if I could give any advice when planning is to really do your research as to where you are going and what you definitely want to do while you’re there. Make sure you communicate with your group the top 3 things you must do. Make a list of activities, opposed to a day-by-day schedule, because that jet lag is real, and most-likely you wont be immediately ready to do everything.

Things to Do (click on them for links)

  • Patong Beach- its nice to relax, they have parasailing and jetskiis for like $50 USD.
  • Bangla RoadPatong Beach - Bangla Rdthis is the mayhem, this is the fun part. Go here. The best clubs are Seduction & Illuzion. They play Hip-Hop, R&B, and Pop. Illuzion is really big, and when we went Tyga was performing so that was cool.
  • Similan Islands ( its an 8 island tour, definitely worth it, the views are crazy, bring sun screen- the speedboat ride is a little bit more than an hour)
  • Phi Phi Islands- duh, its so beautiful.
  • Kathu Phuket Shooting Range– I don’t remember how much this was, but definitelPhuket Shooting Rangey one of our best days! they don’t have you fill out paper work or anything- it was cheap and you get to choose from a lot of different guns, and the girls that work there are so much fun!



  • Tiger Kingdom Phuket – you really get to chill with the tigers, and the people will take a lot of pictures of you. I really felt like I was on ANTM with 200 frames- they were really getting theirTiger Kingdom Nigel Barker on.







  • Kapong Nature Tour Tubing– this was the definitely mTubing Tour.JPGy favorite day! With this tour you can ride & bathe elephants and after that you do tubing, which was the best !!
  • Bangla Boxing – we were supposed to go, and didn’t, and I really wish I did 😦
  • Ping Pong Show – you just have to see it, its on Bangla Rd. I’m not even gonna tell yall what I see because I can’t even believe I seen it, and I almost want to forget it, but at the same time I’m happy I experienced it.
  • Massages– they have massage spots every 13 steps you walk, try it out.

Things I Wish I Knew Before Hand

  • GET BUG SPRAY.- I did see people post about how bug spray was a necessity but I was being stubborn, and didn’t buy any, because I hate the smell. Bug spray is very necessary for every time you step outside. I don’t know what kind of super-mosquitos they got, but they are BITE-TING.


  • Those waterproof bag things you put your phone in, are not reliable, especially against salt water. So don’t be cheap, just get a life proof case. After day 4, my phone fell victim to the ocean, and I had no phone 🙂


  • There’s no wifi/service anywhere but restaurants and the hotel.


  • Bring the travel size packs of tissue- a lot of places don’t have tissue in their bathrooms.


  • Bring a lot of snacks- you may not like their food. I thought I could buy protein bars and stuff while I’m there, they don’t have protein bars, only thing American they really had were pringles. Oh and shop at 7Eleven, so you don’t get ripped off.


  • Bring the travel raincoat thing- you know what I’m talking about, get one of those. When it rains, honey, it rains. We left the club one night and basically had to go swimming back to the hotel with one umbrella- stay prepared.


  • They only have bullsh*t liquor. There was nothing top shelf.


  • Bring Advil, and lots of it. For some reason all of our teeth were hurting days after the flight. I did my research and because of the air pressure on the plane it creates like air pockets of pressure or something in your teeth.


  • Make sure your neck pillow ain’t cheap. That lil beany bag neck pillow aint gon’ work, I had to buy an elite neck pillow for $43, and it broke my heart to do that, but I was so thankful for that neck pillow.


  • Dress in layers on your flight, you never know if its going to be freezing cold, or hot. They have small blankets, but I am always very cold, so I brought my own throw blanket (very dramatic) but everyone was tuggin on my blanky with they cold ass.


  • Don’t drink their water.


  • People don’t stand in lines here for the bathroom, I noticed that I got cut on about two occasions, and I was ready to throw my elbows.


  • When going to the temples, make sure you are covered. (elbows & knees)


  • Last but not least, learn how to say thank you in Thai. For women you say “Kob Khun Kha”, and for men it’s “Kob Khun Krup”. I am big on gratitude and respect, so it was important for me to learn that early on.


It ain’t thattttt cheap unless you’re really gonna be on some scavenger sh*t for the lowest price for everything. I spent about $1500, but that’s really good because we were there for 2 weeks, and that includes what I spent for hotel, food, excursions, souvenirs, etc.


Remind yourself of why you came here, whatever the reason. If you came here to learn- learn. If you came here to see-see. Be present. Put your phone down. You don’t need to take all of the pictures in the world, you’re not a photographer, Instagram is not paying you. Be in the moment. The best thing that happened to me was dropping my phone in the water on the fourth day. I really spoke to the people there, learned their views on things, met amazing people from all over the world, and didn’t miss one detail.

On Healing- Part Two

I would like to talk about healing in respect to healing within your family. I thought to myself, should I use my own personal experience again ? Or should I use the experiences of others through an interview style conversation. I think that what triggered me to question what to do was from my last post, wherein a few words I mentioned the absence of my father and the way it affected me. You must understand this, I do not have a relationship with him. He texted me after I posted the blog on my Instagram (interestingly enough) and said that he was upset that I denounced him, and in short- called me a liar and said our lack of a relationship was my fault. He said and I quote ” You didn’t have to put that out in public though”, and I responded ” I think it is really sad that you are more upset that I wrote about your absence on a public forum, than you are about actually being absent“.

It was a disappointing conversation, and I think apart of me wanted there to be some miracle within it, where there was an apology or a breakthrough, but there wasn’t. The hardest thing for me was accepting that, and coming to terms with not having that relationship. I was opened to the idea of restarting a new relationship with him, even at 23, but he was very manipulative and antagonistic. Sometimes no matter how clear you are in communication, and no matter how mature you are, and how opened you are to understanding other people- sometimes they are not good for your space. Before I could allow him to be even more manipulative and deflective, I just blocked him. Simple, blocked. You have to know when to pull the plug. You have to know when someone has crossed a line. If people do not know your boundaries, they will cross them undoubtedly.

When women are mature, and ‘wise beyond their years’, there is this kind of “WOW” factor that comes along with it, and people think it’s great. But I feel so sorry for all of the people, especially black women who were forced into maturation because of compromising childhoods. I want to end this idea that being mature at a young age is a brilliant thing; I think women who have found themselves needing to grow up faster in order to survive, wish they would have had the normal teenage experience. I spoke to a few people via email with interview style questions regarding absent parents, and I’ve included their experiences within my writing.

Parental Substance Abuse

Two men that I spoke with had parents who were addicted to drugs. I thought this was significantly relevant to include in my writing because of the opioid crisis in the U.S. One of them described their parents as emotionally abusive which fueled a toxic relationship. If I could offer any healing here it would be this: Parents are people. People who are addicted to drugs/and or alcohol are sick, and should be treated as such. Imagine this: instead of your mother being addicted to heroin, that instead she has cancer. Your view of her immediately changes because instead of resentment, you feel sympathy and compassion. Once I shifted my perception of someone being an alcoholic, to them suffering from alcoholism, I felt an immediate peace come over me. “Everything that we experience from another human being is either love, or a call for love.” Which is to say, we need to give those people love- the ones who are suffering, the ones who treated us harshly, the ones who are unapologetic.

Dad-less Daughters

My mother did everything that she could and I don’t know how she did it to be honest, but the absence of my father played a much bigger role than I really thought. I spoke to a few people via email with interview style questions regarding absent parents. I asked if & what effects did their absence have on their relationships. Women without fathers in their lives described how they felt scared of being alone, scared of feeling ‘abandoned’, and felt like they overcompensated in their relationships. There needs to be a deep emotional catharsis (expressing and releasing your deepest emotions, whether positive or negative ) that I feel is essential to real healing. For example, everyone has their “story”. Your story is not the one that says “he wasn’t there for me, he left me, he didn’t show up for my games”, the real story is the one that is deeper, that is in the pit of your stomach which is ” I wish I had a father to fill the emptiness I feel”, “the absence of my mother made me feel worthless”, “I want to mend our relationship”. That is the difference between emotional reflecting and analytical rationalization. You have to dig deeper past the ego, to get to the vulnerability which will heal you. For the women who are ‘strong’ who have had absent fathers, they’ll easily say “I don’t care”, or “It didn’t really affect me”. You need to vent, you need to let out all of those emotions. You have to grieve. At some point you will need to confront your wounds in order to heal, and at some point you will have to stop picking at them.

Acknowledgement is your first steps towards healing. Acknowledge the relationships you’ve accepted because of you felt unworthy. Acknowledge the terrible decisions you’ve made because of your pain. Acknowledge that you’ve done drugs to fill a void, and drank heavily to numb the pain. Acknowledge the abuse that you have done to yourself- and *now* acknowledge that you have a choice.

Forgiveness is what liberates us from our hurt. Don Miguel Ruiz says ” Forgive those no matter what they’ve done to you,  because you don’t want to hurt yourself every time you remember what they did. When you can touch a wound and it no longer hurts, than you know you have truly forgiven.” Forgiving is an act of self-love. You have to love yourself enough to let go of the trauma, to let go of the pain, because it is not helping you or serving you any good. 


Long Beach


                            “let it go so that you may be free to feel something else”


On Healing – Part One

ewzhcymze6rvvbogu68jtuxguyrzdxgWhen you talk about wounds in a spiritual/emotional way, the process is fundamentally the same as the physical body. An emotional wound can be caused by the ill intentions of others, the good intentions of others, and even the actions of ourselves. We are not always responsible for the wound, but we are responsible for how we care for it, how we respond to it, and whether it will build our character or whether it will pull us further from our best self. Sometimes I think the way we hurt ourselves the most is by allowing someone to hurt us.

The main difference between physical and emotional wounds is that your body will quickly begin healing itself without your permission, with emotional wounds and trauma, it is up to you to mend and acknowledge what is deeply rooted within you that may be hindering your growth. You have to confront what is in that depth, and you are the only one who knows what it is.

I have a friend who is a very good-hearted person, and probably one of the nicest people I know. She is in a relationship with someone who is definitely not the nicest person I know. Her heart is so big that she is convinced she can change the behaviors and abusive nature of her partner. It is important that I be honest here. This idea that you can change an abrasive person by giving them love, is child-like and self-destructive. By allowing someone to ‘wound’ you, incessantly, based on the presumption that this person will miraculously change is ridiculous, to say the least. If you are consciously aware that you are in an abusive relationship, whether physical, emotional or mental, you are responsible for how you handle that. I was once in a relationship where I knew I was being cheated on the entire time, but I really believed it would change, even after years. I know, I get it, it’s not all that black and white, because love is a powerful thing. Love will really blind you, and if you get the right kind of bastard, love can be brainwashing. Or maybe it’s not necessarily ‘love’, but it is the way that people will use love to be manipulative, and controlling. It is so difficult to leave those kinds of relationships but what I wish someone would have said to me was: “Lakota, stop acting like a child! Be mature and move on!”. I think that would have made all the difference for me because for some reason, when you’re 17,18,19 years old, someone attacking your maturity, surely puts you in your place, because the lasssst thing you want to do is be 17 years old and immature (haha!).

So what did I do after my relationship to begin the healing process? I got with someone else duh, the best way to do it! WRONG. This is the worst thing you can do, and I did it. That mistake led me to years of being a cold-hearted bitch to say the least. I formed relationships with people as a coping mechanism to a bad break up. In looking back, I think unconsciously I just needed someone to ‘want me’ which would be reassuring to my ego that says “yea you the shit, you can get anybody you want”. This brings me to the quote that exemplifies this kind of behavior precisely, “hurt people, hurt people“. I would literally pray every morning to just be able to feel. I went through a long period of being unable to write because I didn’t feel. I was numb to everything. It doesn’t matter so much that I didn’t mean to hurt people, but that I knew I was doing it, and did nothing about it.

Much of my healing came from not hiding the fact that I was hurt. Healing for me came from writing, therapy, art, and being more vulnerable than I have ever wanted to be. Vulnerability meant that I had to dig deep into my self and find the source of this numbness, this pain, this ” I don’t give a f*ck” attitude. It meant being uncomfortable, it meant letting go, it meant being emotionally naked. It meant crying in public, it meant not holding it in . Healing meant that there would be days I would rather just not exist but, *this is the revolution*, I would go listen to Joel Osteen, or listen to gospel, or paint, I never let the pain consume me to a point where I could not function. I am at a point now where I look at myself and I say, Lakota, you have a decision to make, you can cry and waste your day, or you can cry for 5 minutes, and end all of the girly sh*t and get back to fighting for your destiny. It  is all a decision of how you want to live your life. It is a choice.

I look at it like this, I am still coming home to myself. I am not there yet, but at least I am on my way.