Never stop caring, but be mindful of where you invest your heart. Do your best, stay true to your values, and let them guide you through life. Don’t keep placing yourself in spaces where you are not valued, and don’t let people tell you more than twice that you’re not wanted somewhere. Pursue what brings … More Protect Your Heart, Keep Your Values
Je suis à cette période de la vie où je pleure en chantant à l’église. Est-ce que je suis officiellement membre de la « communauté des gens matures » ? NON. Je refuse. Toute blague mise à part, cette Fête des Pères me touche profondément cette année. Il y a neuf mois, mon père a … More La grâce d’une seconde chance
The internet is not a real place. Remember that. And yet, it never fails to deliver. In my pursuit of staying informed and keeping up with the latest drama, I’ve noticed something: the girls seem to need crushes. Reporting live from my For You Page (FYP), I can tell you that viable crushes are in … More The Internet Is Not a Real Place…And Yet.
I don’t have a clear answer for this! Also, are we limited to just one philosopher, or can I invite as many as I want? For me, it’s a tie between Friedrich Nietzsche and Immanuel Kant, and for very different reasons, of course. Honestly, I would love to have both of them at the same … More Philosophy, Chaos, and a Dinner Invitation
I kept starting this blog over the past few weeks and never finishing it. I kept wondering why. Maybe because some days I feel low-key burnt out, and other days I am simply trying to keep myself afloat. This is my last residency year as a Licensed Associate before reaching the holy grail of full … More Healing. Working. Existing. Repeating.
Je n’ai jamais ressenti un manque aussi profond de mon pays qu’hier. Une Semaine sainte si fade, presque insignifiante, que je ne sais même pas quoi en penser. Honnêtement, mon église avait un programme… mais mon cœur n’y était pas. Après presque dix ans à l’extérieur, suis-je devenue membre de la diaspora ? Non. Je … More Vivre loin… survivre ici
My Mechanic Retired… and I Am Not Okay My mechanic has retired. Yes, deep breaths have been taken. Prayers have been sent up. Because my God today, it is that serious. Do you know how hard it is, as a woman, to feel safe with your mechanic? To trust that you’re not being overcharged, talked down … More Prayers Up: My Mechanic Retired
I’m at a point where I’m easily irritated by foolishness, loud and unnecessary commentary, and the relentless expectations people project onto others. You want to be married with eight children by age 40? That’s okay, but have you actually thought it through? Have you mapped out how you will be there for each child emotionally, … More Deep Breaths and Expense Sheets
Oh, absolutely. Haiti is the first Black-led republic in the world. Every time I reflect on the sacrifices made by my ancestors, a sense of pride fills my chest so intensely that it almost hurts. I think about our long, relentless struggle for survival, how our fight for freedom has helped liberate nations still under … More Unwashable Colors
I complain about everything, and I’m proud of it. I refuse to suffer in silence for anyone’s comfort. If I’m unhappy, you’ll know. Women….especially Black women, are often expected to just endure: to be tough, to be strong, to be quiet, and to be unbothered. We’re told to smile through it, absorb it, and endure. … More Unapologetically Not Fine
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