BLOGS
This, my dear, is the greatest challenge of being alive: To witness the injustice of the world, and not allow it to consume our light.
Memories of microaggressions and celebrating different lived experiences
It’s the evening of the 4th of July. Just another day for me. I have no plans to celebrate. I watched siblings who were...
If I were an apple, would you have picked me?
Pick me, I’ll show you I’m good enough.Pick me, I’ll be better.Pick me, I’ll save the day.
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Pick me, I’ll be the...
The professionals aren’t wrong about the calming properties of water …
I love being in nature — especially near bodies of water. It grounds me just like the professionals suggest. I am by no means a...
A Mother’s Day memory forever burned in my soul.
Waking up with gratitude
Mother’s Day, a very tender day for the majority of my adult life. Anxiety, nightmares, panic attacks, and depression...