My Unrequited Love You sold me dreams of forever,Knowing damn well you weren’t ready,Had me thinking we were solid,While your intentions stayed unsteady. Like I’m supposed to wait forever,While you entertain whoever,Like I ain’t been playing for keeps,While you’ve been playing whenever. Had me posted on the sidelines,While you entertained your fun,And even when the … Continue reading Love Letter to My Person
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Talk About It Thursday: Are You Really a Safe Place, or Just Someone Who Says They Are?
We need to talk about the difference between being AVAILABLE and being SAFE. Because the two are not synonymous. Earlier this week, I spoke about the silence people retreat into when their vulnerability is met with judgment, dismissal, and criticism. But today, I want to take that conversation a little further. What does it actually … Continue reading Talk About It Thursday: Are You Really a Safe Place, or Just Someone Who Says They Are?
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: 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 🥴🤣
I Didn’t Know I Was Breaking Until…
I didn’t know I was breaking… Until I broke. My heart didn’t just crack—it dismantled. And truth be told, the reconstruction still looks like a demolition site. I didn’t know breaking meant being mentally bagged, emotionally bruised, and physically exhausted by the weight of people who kept reaching while I kept giving. I didn’t know … Continue reading I Didn’t Know I Was Breaking Until…
TABIT| Accountability Ain’t Attack: You Just ain’t used to Being Called Out, Love. ❤️
There’s a certain kind of silence that follows correction. A heavy pause. A shifted breath. A tension that wraps around the room like heat. Because the truth—when it ain’t been heard in a while—don’t always land soft. Let’s talk about it. Some of y’all think love means letting you run wild. Think loyalty means never … Continue reading TABIT| Accountability Ain’t Attack: You Just ain’t used to Being Called Out, Love. ❤️
TABIT: Lessons Pain Taught Me – When Betrayal Makes You The Villain
It’s funny how betrayal dresses itself up. You’re the one left bleeding, but somehow they call you the aggressor. The villain. The storm. They forget who kept the peace.They forget who stayed quiet while they crossed lines. The Battle Between Truth and Foggy Reality There’s a silent war that begins the second betrayal steps onto … Continue reading TABIT: Lessons Pain Taught Me – When Betrayal Makes You The Villain
Soul Close
Everybody craves intimacy— Until it stops being surface. Until it walks in quiet, Wrapped in incense and spirit. Until it asks: Can you handle being seen? Can you stay when it’s still? They think it’s just touch— Skin on skin, A kiss at the right time, A body to lean into. But the real thing? … Continue reading Soul Close
When Help Looks Like Betrayal: The Guilt of Calling for the Ones You Love
There’s a specific kind of ache that comes from doing the right thing—and getting punished for it. I’ve been there. Too many times. The calls usually come late. Shaky voice on the other end. Tears. Silence. Then the words no one wants to hear: “I don’t want to live anymore.” And in that moment, you … Continue reading When Help Looks Like Betrayal: The Guilt of Calling for the Ones You Love
Still Listening for Her
At night… I cry. Let out the deepest sigh. Sometimes it’s hard to face The mural of a darkened sky. Every star that glistens— I swear it’s you listening. But sometimes memories scar, And I’m too tired to be reminiscent. A longing out of reach… Yet pain won’t let me forget How cruel time can … Continue reading Still Listening for Her
The Last Fold
Today, I blocked a man who forgot my worth. Took a long breath… And let the weight of last year roll off my shoulders. Part of me— yeah, that soft part— wanted to reach out one more time. But the stronger side? The side that knows better? Said: Let him feel the emptiness he created. … Continue reading The Last Fold
Dear Valentine
While society hypes the glamour, The glitz, and all that mundane Shit.. Here I sit with the most simplistic wish. Praying that you’d make it my gift. I won’t fawn over red roses, It’s never really been my gist. Nor will I care if violets are blue. I’d simply love to receive you! Raw, uncut … Continue reading Dear Valentine
Moment
Couldn't have dreamed of a better scenario, A better specimen to have created such a show. An exchange of energy so pure and high vibrational, That nothing about it presented itself as conditional. Any other time, I would have stayed in my lane, But you... you created a moment that initiated a main change. A … Continue reading Moment
