DSRW | Healing Through Honesty

Unfortunately, this is inspired by a beautiful love who stated that sometimes they’re ashamed to be black; all I’m going to say to that is…love your melanin! And just like Tupac Shakur so beautifully stated, “Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice; I say the darker the flesh, then the deeper the roots”. Let’s be real for a moment: we live in a tremendously diverse society, which is wonderful, but when I hear my fellow melanated a.k.a. BLACK (technically BROWN)

Photo by: Me, I like this photo, and I look good…so yeah To be clear, anyone who makes it through the tunnel of a dark night of the soul (there may be more than one) is a true soldier of life, and my heart goes out to anyone who chooses not to let the woes of life turn them into a selfish monster or continue a cycle of intentional pain, stress, hurt, etc., because it's not easy. Although dramatized, this documentary is a good example and a small glimpse of what a cycle of pai

Being that this is a personal blog, I feel like being real for a moment. As I willingly choose to tap back into the digital world again, I'm observing how chaotic it is, but it is what it is, honey. Between algorithms, celebrity gossip, entertainment, spirituality, wellness, and everything else in between, it can be quite overwhelming. Moreover, with there now being this obsession for some of us (humanity as a whole) to go viral and only use content creation as a business,...

Photo by: Me, in bed reading “YOU GOT THIS” but having a “what the fuck is going on?” moment Okay, so boom…I believe this is the 10th blog post on this lil’ website, but to be honest, I didn’t even know what I wanted to express because I knew I wasn’t going (I wanted to put “gonna“ so bad, sigh) to only have nine. There’s something about the number ten that gives a sense of completion with a hint of new beginnings, and I love it! (shout out to Job receiving 10-fold, honey) Pl

Photo by: Me, a random selfie exhibiting flawed, natural beauty So I've decided to move my blogging content to a platform where people can potentially interact with me, but to be honest...I'm a little nervous. Will I be perceived as too sexual, unfiltered, or direct?! who knows…I don't really know what I'm doing or if people are even going to find what I'm writing (well typing...) but I'm starting to enjoy the illusion of an intimate space where I can create my own world and

Photo by: Me, standing on roller skates in the backyard. Back in the day, I was a rollerblader, honey (roller skating is a bit of a learning curve) Growing up, I remember going to the dentist/orthodontist as a child, and she made a note about having “full lips” in reference to my lil’ overbite. I also remember shopping and being complimented on having a “cute shape,” but for whatever reason, I didn’t see what other people did and went through my phases of being insecure. To

Photo by: Me, I was in Houston and stayed smiling I googled who initially stated, "sometimes you have to lose yourself to find yourself," which returned results including Willem Dafoe and a few other modified versions. Either way, it's a quote that I experienced firsthand. According to Maslow's hierarchy of needs, love and belonging, self-esteem, and self-actualization are oriented towards the top, emphasizing self-actualization at the top. Just to break it down a bit further