Childhood, Dating, Family, LOSS, Relationships, Uncategorized

Mother, May I?

Growing up I always saw myself as a mother.  Motherhood I felt, was an inevitable obligation and was just something that happened. At one point in my teen years I distinctly remember wanting at least 8 children.   That number drastically dropped as years went on.  I'm really good with small children.  I started babysitting at… Continue reading Mother, May I?

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Dating, Feminism, Relationships, Uncategorized

The Type.

I'm not the kind of girl good for stroking your ego.  I am the type of woman who is good for your credit score and mental health.  Your choices are your reflection. And my choices are my own. I will not remain with a weak man.   I don't want a boyfriend to take care of… Continue reading The Type.

Advice, Dating, Friendship, LOSS, Relationships, Uncategorized

How I Let Go

Here's another how-to article.  I don't know, maybe you're someone who doesn't get attached and is able to let go of things relatively easy.  It's no secret if you've met me that I am a very sensitive individual and feel things deeply.  When I care for someone whether they are a  coworker, friend,  or someone… Continue reading How I Let Go

Advice, Dating, Relationships, Uncategorized

Red Flag

  I am terrible at relationships. This is not a secret.  You know how the common reactions to fear are either fight or flight?  The anxiety that comes over me in a relationship results in a  somewhat  spastic combo.  I tend to rush things, getting swept up in new feelings that deafen me to the… Continue reading Red Flag

Dating, Friendship, LOSS, Relationships

Left Over It

I need to go grocery shopping, desperately. I hate grocery shopping. I'm a frugal shopper, so the whole process is quite the ordeal. I clip coupons, I scour weekly sales ads, look up recipes and construct a list accordingly. I then travel to 3 different grocery stores, all twenty minutes away - picking up the… Continue reading Left Over It

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.