I am a believer in the idea we all have some level of anxiety. We all deal with our issues differently but anxiousness, I believe, is universal. Although, how anxiety affects a person's life and emotions is unique. Understanding an individual’s reaction to anxiety is hard because it’s different and unpredictable. Because of that, for an individual, anxiety is even harder to explain. Some do an excellent job riding around the city with their woes. I, like a lot of folks I know

I am a basic bad bitch. Hence the title of this blog page. I giggled when I wrote that. Don’t get confused, I’m not a bad bitch by definition of the circular term. Like my ass ain’t fat. Honestly, I’m more of a bad basic bitch. My life is basic, I make bad decisions, and I’m a bitch. I can paint a pretty dope ass picture of how amazing my life is but I’m getting tired of fabricating the truth to appear somewhat successful. Lying to make myself feel better about how stagnant m

Note: This series of blogs will be my truth and personal history. I am the type of person who writes to vent. I am sharing to purge my past and leave it behind. A handful of people have given me permission to use their names, others I have changed in order to protect their privacy. Also because I didn’t want to ask in order to protect my sanity. Celibacy, Lisa, and The Lioness: The Battle I Believe I’m Losing Part: 2 I bought myself a promise ring. It’s on my left hand ring

Note: This series of blogs will be my truth and personal history. I am the type of person who writes to vent. I am sharing to purge my past and leave it behind. A handful of people have given me permission to use their names, others I have changed in order to protect their privacy. Also because I didn’t want to ask in order to protect my sanity. A Celibate Lesbian: not everything needs a definition but when it does, define it Part 1 I have thought about this many times - bei

Dear Tiffany: I thought I’d start this letter like the notes we wrote in middle school. Make it pretty, spending all of 1st period coloring. Fold it uniquely, so I know it belonged to you. I start off the letter asking you about your day knowing it only just started. I would fill the page knowing I spent hours on the phone with you the night before. I’d asked questions knowing I’d see in 2nd period. We are way past middle school and this letter is way overdue. Your name, what