I lost my soul and my mother 4 yrs ago today. Dalilah was brave, gentle, elegant and sweet. Before I met her I thought the only thing I could bring into the universe was pain, suffering and toxicity; that’s what I was made to believe with the childhood I had. I adopted her May 4, […]
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I feel like I will never stop trying to explain how deeply self advocacy hurts me. I try to add euphemisms since social media, like the rest of society, criminalizes mental health but ESPECIALLY suicidality at all levels. Whether it’s a gnawing, daily, aching feeling, a stray idea when pain gets heavy, a contemplation because
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This calendar year has been a roller-coaster, I feel like I keep saying that everywhere. The highs and lows have been unexpected and exhausting but I believe I feel a little bit of peace for now. Within minutes yesterday morning I went from trying to share my feelings of shame, confusion and grief to a
I challenged myself to post daily until my birthday next week. That’s what the cryptic count down is about. At this moment in the heart of semi-hiding I’m wondering if I did so to avoid the one platform where I get more engagement, Instagram. It might seem off to you, why would anyone avoid such
I’ve been unable to record vlogs because of how dysregulated I have been feeling after my ex-therapist/ex-client put me in the financial crisis I am in.
