Today, I wrote my rapist. This afternoon, while slurping down the most delicious, and socially distant, piping hot bowl of Fufu and pepper soup—a squeeze of lime over the top is what tickles his
In 2014 I had reached my breaking point. I could no longer ignore my debilitating bouts of depression, self-disillusion, nor the reality that I was thoroughly unhappy. I had wonderful friends, but at that
“MOMMA MADE MIRACLES EVERY THANKSGIVING” —Tupac I’m a short 24 hours and 45 minutes shy of my 32nd birthday and it dawned on me, that I don’t tell you this often; but you are my
Balance is that thing we all face mass difficulty with. No matter how together it may look from the outside, a healthy balance of mind, emotion, heart, and grace is no easier to spot than
Know to leave the table when your time is being wasted and Love is not being served. …And never settle for 20% when you deserve 100%-110%. When a person truly desires a genuine chance at
I’m sure if asked to think back to the first time one met their best friend, most people would ascribe fond memories of sleep-away camp or junior high school. That moment when you just knew
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Distractions tend to fail shy of disrupting my infatuation. Your face I can’t forget, forever ingrained in my consciousness. The way I felt that night,
Alas, my muse! Many lives have I awaited your return. Without surprise, such countless days were starting to become a bore. Time, now just halted
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