I was listening to a podcast recently with the boss babe trinity - Oprah, Mindy Kaling, and Reese Witherspoon. I find each of these women so inspiring. They discussed many points on female empowerment . A concept they introduced to me in their conversation was the idea of becoming more relate-able and less likable. There… Continue reading Likable
I have been called a variety of names in my life. My birth certificate says my name is Chanelle Davis. That's not my name. That name wasn't even chosen for me. When I was seven I learned to write out Chanelle in cursive. I loved it. I would start with the curve of the capital… Continue reading Identity
There are two sides to every story. Then there are screenshots. This woman by the way is the children's pastor to the church I left. Can you guess why I left? And she did go to my mother's home, (after knowing full well that we had just spent the night in the ER, deciding that… Continue reading Full Blast.
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.
This is going to be wildly uncomfortabe, but altogether necessary. Remember as a child, things seemed so black or white. In the movies we watched, and the stories we read there was clearly a right and a wrong. There was clearly portrayed the good guy, and the bad guy. It was easy to know who… Continue reading Growing Pains
I have one tattoo. I got it when I was 24 with my sisters and my mother. The four of us all look so different. My older sister is dark, with almost black eyes and a wide toothy smile. Her hair is short and fine, soft and shiny. My hair is the longest, brown and… Continue reading Birds of a Feather