This is the disclaimer that I don't need yet I want to give: I like to tell stories and this is MY platform where I have the freedom to do so. With that being said, I'm trying to get over caring what "characters" in my stories may come across a post or how they may … Continue reading Sabotage
I just need to let this out. It's neither encouraging nor funny. It's just a thing. If you know me you know I'm good for making a phone call off the random. No courtesy text. No appointments. If I want to hear your voice or for you to hear mine at any given moment, I'll … Continue reading Let. Him. Go.
Today marks 10 years since the day my dad passed. Was killed? Taken from me? I change the language around depending on my energy. Anyway. It was Friday, April 25, 2008. It's Wednesday, April 25, 2018. Seeing as I was 10 years old when it happened, I've now lived as many years without my dad … Continue reading Living in Peace
I've been hesitant to publish this sort of post since I first launched Building, Not Broken back in January. What I'm writing about is a sensitive subject to some, and a very personal one to me. I know a lot of my family members read my posts, and the contents of this blog will follow … Continue reading What I Wish I’d Known
Questions to ask yourself when wondering if you should let go (PART II): What will I do when I find myself alone in my room, scrolling through old photos saved on Snapchat or wishing I hadn't deleted text threads so I could go back and laugh at the funny messages? How will I cope when … Continue reading When Letting Go Gets Ugly
A thought just came to me: I talk to my mom far more than I talk to God. That is not okay. Now, I will say I talk to God daily. Some days more than others. I have the bad habit of calling on God most when I need Him to move immediately in my … Continue reading Learning to Talk with God
Following my early action acceptance to Howard University in December 2015, I was awarded the Capstone Scholarship for my academic achievement in high school. The scholarship covered tuition, housing, and my meal plan with the stipulation that I maintain at least 15 credits and a 3.3 GPA each semester. I lost my scholarship following the … Continue reading No Scholarship, New Purpose
Note: This post is kept quite short. This past November, I ended up spending hours with and ultimately confiding in the concierge at the front desk of a DC hotel I had no business being in. I'd say he tricked me into intervention, but that wouldn't be at all true. Though I struggled to articulate … Continue reading Concierge