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Hi!

Speaker, mental health advocate and an impolite woman of the south, here to share my shamelessly honest opinion on important social topics.

Occasionally, I’ll discuss my travels, but mostly I'll be talking to women of color, specifically black women who are on the brink of journey or in the thick of the journey. Wherever you are, join the convo!!

Atlanta, GA people, let’s collaborate!

Fading In and Out of Sanity

Fading In and Out of Sanity

I have never felt more disconnected from and attuned to my body than I do now. For the last 8 years, I have been on a spiritual journey of sorts. I have been reaching higher and doing hard work. I have done spiritual retreats, group therapy, meditation, and travel to discover more about myself and how I relate to the world. I am currently in one-on-one therapy and I cannot express enough how helpful therapy is. The process of growth is hard but is already proving to be worth it. Because, while I fade in and out of sanity, I grow more and more confident. Some days I am super confident and other times, I spend the whole day reminding myself how dope I am. That’s all a part of the journey.

When we read about people’s stories we typically get the notion that they have arrived someplace or attained something they had not before. They seem to be at the end of their process. I choose to write in the midst of my process because I want to encourage and inform people that there’s always a process. We are always going higher. This journey is full of hills and valleys and mudslides and floods and potholes. I am learning and unlearning everything that I have ever been taught, everything I have been told to be and finding out who I want to be for myself. It’s all rather liberating but also scary af!

As I blog at my leisure, I hope my vulnerability and transparency will ignite something in you to begin asking questions. And if you already ask questions, I hope I can affirm that you are asking all the right questions. As someone in the thick of my process, I welcome you into my space to journey with me to both affirm that I am not alone and that you are not alone.

What A Therapist Did Not Do For Me.

What A Therapist Did Not Do For Me.

Annual Summertime Downward Spiral

Annual Summertime Downward Spiral