Monday Konfession: Everybody Ain’t a Safe Space

Y’all wonder why folk out here struggling in silence?!?! Because when they DO speak on it, they’re met with dismissive remarks, judgment, and condemnation for their feelings instead of compassion. Instead of someone simply asking, “How can I be there for you?” But the minute someone is no longer here by means of self-harm, y’all … Continue reading Monday Konfession: Everybody Ain’t a Safe Space →

I Konfess, There’s More to Life Than What I’ve Settled to Experience

Hear me out, Loves. I’ve been navigating life cautiously for quite some time now. Especially since the passing of my mother. I’ve been doing what I’m supposed to do. Handling responsibilities, trying to get my life back on track, showing up for the people who depend on me, and making sure everything that needs my … Continue reading I Konfess, There’s More to Life Than What I’ve Settled to Experience →

Monday Konfession: The Possibilities we Talk Ourselves out Of

I Konfess, sometimes the hardest person to convince of our potential is ourselves. There’s something beautiful about the beginning of an idea. The excitement of imagining what could be. The quiet anticipation of something new. The possibilities seem endless when we allow ourselves the freedom to dream. But somewhere between imagining and doing, uncertainty has … Continue reading Monday Konfession: The Possibilities we Talk Ourselves out Of →

Monday Konfession: When the Safe Space Isn’t Safe

The last week has been rough. And honestly, “rough” might be putting it lightly. Between the death anniversaries of both my mom and grandfather, emotional roller coasters I didn’t exactly buy a ticket to ride, and just… life doing what life does, I’m grateful to simply be functional. Not thriving.Not pretending everything is perfectly fine.Just … Continue reading Monday Konfession: When the Safe Space Isn’t Safe →

Monday Konfession.. On a Tuesday 🥴🤣

Apparently, even the creator of Monday Konfession needed an extension this week. So here’s today’s confession… I’m learning that consistency isn’t the same thing as perfection. Some weeks, I meal prep.Some weeks, I miss a workout.Some weeks, I forget what day it is entirely. 😅 But I’m discovering that growth isn’t found in never missing … Continue reading Monday Konfession.. On a Tuesday 🥴🤣 →

Capturing Shea Chapter 7

A late-night conversation turns into emotional devastation when Jason uncovers hidden stipulations buried deep within Pop Johnson’s will. What first appeared to be a life-changing inheritance quickly reveals itself to be something far more complicated, and far more controlling. As pressure mounts and truths settle in, Shea finds herself overwhelmed by the weight of impossible expectations, while Kayla and Jason struggle to hold her together through the fallout. Meanwhile, Xavièr fights to keep old chaos from creeping back into the life he’s finally beginning to build. Some legacies come with conditions. Some screams come from realizing your future may no longer belong to you.

Capturing Shea Chapter 5

Grief makes men reckless. Insecurity makes women loud. And composure? Composure makes people dangerous. Shea sat still while the room shifted around her. Jason was bleeding pride. Kayla was bleeding ego. Nobody noticed Shea was bleeding patience. The thing about public tension is this, it doesn’t ask permission before it exposes what’s been festering. And this time? Nobody’s walking away untouched.