How waitressing has shown me some old wounds…

I haven’t been wordy for a while. Well that’s a lie. Ive been wordy cause that’s who I am on a cellular level 😜 I just haven’t officially worded in blog form lately. So here goes: Something rattled my little heart the other day and it’s through writing I am able to journal and heal.…

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How my own self-love journey allowed me to heal from hating Dead Mom…

When I think about it I realize that I have spent the majority of my life vehemently hating my (now dead) mom. It’s been a hot minute since I have sat down and let words come to life. I think it’s time to give credit where credit is due. I need to talk about my…

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What hating Dead Mom taught me about my relationship with myself…

I figured it’s time to get down and dirty with my Dead Mom Chronicles. Allow me to introduce her and share my relationship with her to you. I love when peeps who read my work come up to me and ask me why I call “Dead Mom” – Dead Mom πŸ™ƒ They tip toe around…

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On being unapologetic about who we let in our space…

I know we have all suffered silently being around someone that really didn’t jive with our vibes and for whatever reason was unpleasant. It could be a co-worker, an acquaintance in your social circle, a family member, someone hounding you to purchase the latest thing they are selling etc. I’m excited for this nugget today…

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On being unapologetically you…

Hello loves πŸ™ƒ I’ve been overcoming something in my own life I feel compelled to share about. Pretty much my entire life has been spent watering myself down for whatever reason. Whether it was trying to fit into some group or appease someone else, I would sacrifice who I TRULY was for the sake of…

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Turn up our self-love dial and watch shift happen πŸ™ƒ

“As I began to love myself my relationship with everyone changed” is one of the most profound concepts I have come across. It’s incredibly transformative and yet so many of us haven’t the slightest grasp of what this means. Our external relationships are a direct mirror to our relationship we have with ourselves. An example…

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The scale can go fuck itself πŸ™ƒ

I’m not one to preach or write something that I don’t have experience with so when I tell you I have been in the trenches at war with myself and letting my happiness be dictated by the scale… I’m not exaggerating. Not the slightest. It’s awful how addicted or obsessive I was around that stupid…

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How limiting beliefs that cause us repeated suffering of a similar flavor can be traced back to a single event…

I have this place in my soul I refer to as the vault that I have shoved memories and things that have happened to me or that I endured to never be seen in the light of day again. I was delusional in my belief that if I blacked out a traumatic memory it would…

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My contribution to working in a culture of harassment…

For those of you that don’t know me won’t know that my journey on this earth has been riddled with abuse from the onset of my life. Abuse comes in many different forms. I have witnessed physical abuse and been subject to it. But the more insidious form of emotional torture of the narcissistic kind…

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