Advice, Family, Relationships

Wedding Prep

My little sister is getting married this week. Like most weddings, plenty of preparations have been made. I've never driven to Pittsburgh before. I've stocked up the car to be ready for anything that may happen on the way down. I have two outfits to pick from in case I change my mind and depending… Continue reading Wedding Prep

Advice, Childhood, Family, Uncategorized

The Art of Not Giving A F***k.

I was a very emotional kid. I was a people pleaser. I think this stemmed from being adopted - I think most adopted kids struggle with feeling unwanted - even the very fortunate ones like me who were adopted and chosen by amazing families. I worried about people liking me and would take it very… Continue reading The Art of Not Giving A F***k.

Childhood, Family, Uncategorized

“Adult”ISH

I moved out when I was 17. I was 21 when I moved back home with my parents. It lasted a crazy four months. I moved back because of a traumatic experience and my mental health was in serious need for restoration. In that time my mother made sure that I was healing and not… Continue reading “Adult”ISH

Family, LOSS, Religion

Witness

About two years ago, my grandmother advanced to the winner's circle in this game called Life. The following was an experience I had shortly after. "Today I got my first visit from Jehovah witnesses. They were looking for my grandmother then offered their condolences after learning that she had passed. I thanked them both and… Continue reading Witness

Black Girl Problems, Race, Uncategorized

Letter From an Angry Black Woman.

I understand that I now have the reputation of being a bitter, angry person who just writes about people she doesn't like. I'm old enough to know that what others think shouldn't bother me. But I'm still human. Like I wrote when I began this journey - this is my story, within my limited perspective.… Continue reading Letter From an Angry Black Woman.

Black Girl Problems, Dating, Race, Relationships, Uncategorized

Coffee – Hold the Cream.

I really don't like Dunkin Doughnuts. I remember thinking just that when he walked through the door late. He picked the location. I don't like businesses that have cutesy names, particularly with alliteration. For me there was little difference between Dunkin Doughnuts and Chuck E. Cheese. We had been seeing each other for a solid… Continue reading Coffee – Hold the Cream.