I was listening to Spotify on my morning existential crisis commute. I began listening to my usual black podcast where everyone talks about black culture and hot gossip but then, it just got really elitist and everyone started talking about going to the Met Gala and making a ton of…

I just feel so alone and like my whole body is on fire. I don’t even know what to do. I don’t want to do school. I don’t want to go to work. I don’t want to do anything anymore and I am so annoyed with everyone and everything. My…

For real this time. Maybe. — Hello There. Is life getting a bit too lifey? Is everything mentally caving in? Is your heart palpitating? Did you quit a job even though you said you wouldn’t? Have you lost all sense of self and identity and you have no idea what is going on? Welcome to the…

Seriously. Someone tell me right now. I have no idea. — This is a fun time. I have no idea who I am or what I am doing on this planet. I tried Program Management, Case Management and now I’m trying psychology in order to soothe my intergenerational guilt and psychosis. Before that, I tried music, art, theatre, and writing. It’s…

I recently had a really cute mental breakdown. I would rate this one a 6/10 would not have again but definitely understand why it happened. I also took off points because it’s not for a new reason. It’s because I burnt out again. I spun out of control. I got…

You wanna know why? Do you really want to know? I’ll tell you why. — So if you watch televison at all. You have seen this Mandalorian, Joelian, SNLesque, Game of Thronsian type wonderful man on your television screen. And he has taken us by storm. I find that when I watch video clips of him on Tik Tok I am filled with a deep…

I haven’t written here in a while. Because I was in another toxic job. Toxic jobs are like toxic relationships, unstable and terrifying and you don’t know you’re in one until some of the folks you work with are drinking patron in order to cope with the trauma of the job and they are telling you not to waste your youth. — You don’t know a job is toxic until your body gives out and you are hacking up your lungs again as you lay asthmatic in bed wondering why you can’t handle high-stress situations.

I am going back to her old ways. I have been allowing her to speak through me because I can no longer hold her back I can no longer keep her together I got into this field to help her I got into this and hid my face and dropped…

I’m sorry I need to come clean about this. I’ve written an amazing article which has gotten a small amount of buzz on here called I’m going to burn all of my cardigans. To which I must confess. I didn’t burn a single cardigan. I only got rid of the…