Response to Dark Boy

Special thanks to YoungPlum for the inspiration behind this. He had written this amazing piece and in the comment section, he’d asked me what I might want to tell the Dark Boy inside of me, or what I’d like to hear. Off of the top of my head I wrote these words. There is this…

Relax, I was just Manic…

Part of my job is to talk to people and counsel them. I have no idea how effective I had been in counseling others in the state I was in. Let me be real with everyone. I enjoy being real. I was upfront about my struggles with finding treatment due to my busy schedule. Recently,…

In my head

Here’s the thing. I AM OBSESSED WITH SOME GUY. He’s bright, charming, witty and he’s possibly the most interesting person I kinda know right now. The problem is, I’ve never met him or seen his face. I KNOW RIGHT!!! I read his posts all the time, and I know that he reads mine as well….

Maybe

You said you were scared to fall in love I said My hearts been broken enough so i understand You said you love hard and needed a man I wanted to make sure you know i could be there   You said You knew you loved me when i was consistent I said i knew…

Happy Thanksgiving

I sometimes find it odd that Americans have a holiday for everyday, regardless of i how fucked up the history behind the holiday is. That’s not what this post is about. It’s something much more deeper. I’ve tried a few times today to post something about how thankful I am. Then i deleted the post…

Lucky

I’ve been writing a lot lately! After a certain issue I had a few months ago, I felt that I have opened up and I have been writing about so much. “Lucky” was originally written in October, then edited a week ago. My intention was to publish this next week, with something else, but here…

Rip Leslie!

I feel safe posting this here!! This weekend my cousin Leslie passed away from her long battle with cancer. I have been in and out of thoughts of how to handle the news. When Leslie and I were close, it was a beautiful type of love. We loved hard. We loved each other. She’d call…

Behind the Picture

Zofties, A couple of years ago, I tried to do a “behind the picture” blog. I don’t know exactly why I stopped doing it. I sort of lost interest in doing it because I wasn’t in a good place emotionally. Some pictures are worth a thousand words and some hold so many memories. In this…

Finally….. *James (storytime)

“What time will you be here?” He texted. I looked at the ETA on my Uber app.   “The app says 8:35pm.” I replied. I got the notification that my Uber was outside. I grabbed my jacket and ran downstairs. I was kind of nervous. I’m not used to hook ups and I wasn’t ready…

Broken Hearts Heal

Every piece of myself has lived for other people. I’ve dedicated my life to being a backbone and support for others. Don’t believe me? Well, let’s just take a look at what I do for a living. I work as a public health professional. I test for HIV and STDs. I counsel people on they…