I saw a victory

Trigger Warning: Suicidal Ideation In August of 2019, I wanted to die. I just couldn’t go on anymore. I locked myself in the bathroom and stared at myself in the mirror. Curious about what my parents would find in the morning. Curious about the conversation they’d have with my sisters and brother. Curious about how… Continue reading I saw a victory

is Egypt still in you?

So I have this thing that I do and before I share it, yes I know it’s not a good thing at all. So if a situation comes up where I have an opportunity to sin, I’ll tell God “oh this is the last time” and just … sin. And frankly it’s a double whammy… Continue reading is Egypt still in you?

clearing out the house

Like most of my posts, I’m admitting a lot of things. This is actually one of the hardest posts I've written in a while because I'm purging some deeply internalized things. I recently found out that another friend is moving into a stage of life that I so desperately desire. I'm actually so happy for… Continue reading clearing out the house

transparency time Tuesday

It probably has everything to do with the way I grew up, but I feel like I am a bother to literally everyone. As I age, I move further away from the unkind words and actions of bullies and family, but the pain that birthed hesitation never left. I am genuinely fearful, at all times,… Continue reading transparency time Tuesday

why I’m done dating for the time being

A few weeks ago I got dumped (for the second time in a year). You know what makes it worse? We were never official. He was just a man that I really liked and we slept together enough times for me to confuse lust with feelings deeper than like. Today we had a long conversation… Continue reading why I’m done dating for the time being

an open letter to Jonny and Mali

Dear Jonny and Mali, I can’t thank y’all enough for using your platform to push accurate information about the COVID-19 vaccine. As the live stream continued, y’all shared your own experiences about your hesitancy to get the vaccine, the feeling of standing in line and being oddly comforted by the amount of people you saw,… Continue reading an open letter to Jonny and Mali