A Mom With SH*T To Say
Photo by Mohammed Hassan on Pexels.com A prisoner to myself The doubts I had Things I feared daily Stereotypes due to the color of my skin Judgement about what's between my legs Negativity coming out mouths of the miserable Today I'm breaking free Moving anything or anyone in the way I won't be stopped from... Continue Reading →
Photo by RF._.studio on Pexels.com Did I ever tell you guys I did therapy for awhile? It wasn't something I had planned on doing but during the time I was unemployed it was an option for me; one that I'm glad I was given and till this day I wish I found another therapist to... Continue Reading →
Friday I decided to have some time to myself (with the company of my cousin). I headed to Chevy's, ate some chips and salsa, devoured some hot wings, and had a few drinks while talking for hours. It was just the Friday night I needed and one I hadn't had for quiet some time. It... Continue Reading →