A raw recounting of the first places I broke… the silence, the secrets, the hands that stole my childhood, and the walls I had to build to survive it. This piece unpacks the kind of pain that grows with you, shapeshifts with you, and teaches you survival before you ever learn childhood.
When you excuse someone’s harmful behavior, you don’t erase the trauma, you deepen it. “Don’t Gaslight My Scars”confronts how families and society make pain more palatable by rewriting the truth, and how those justifications keep the wound alive long after the moment has passed.
Hey Loves! Come on in and take a load off, let’s unload this topic with a microscope, with care, but also with the level of audacity it needs. This week hit different, for me that is. You ever had a person you held close, that you genuinely cared for, loved, met them with vulnerability and … Continue reading True Accountability: Holding the Mirror Straight, not Angled. (TABIT)
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. ❤️
There’s a version of me the world got too comfortable with—The unbothered one. The strong one. The one who always had a comeback, a prayer, or a perfectly timed joke. But that wasn’t peace. That was performance. That was me learning how to mask my pain before it exposed me. I got really good at … Continue reading TABIT: I Would’ve Shattered Sooner If I Didn’t Learn How to Mask
Aired on Lifetime in March 2025 First, let me say this: This isn’t a review. I’m not a film analyst. I don’t dissect camera angles or critique performances. But I am a member of the target audience. I’m a Black woman. A Black mother. A Black sister. A Black auntie. And once upon a time… … Continue reading Black Girl Missing: The Reflection I Didn’t Know I Needed.
They don’t always clap for this kind of freedom. Not the kind that’s wrapped in red, white, and blue. Not the kind that looks good in Instagram quotes. Not the kind you celebrate with fireworks and grilled ribs. I’m talking about the quiet kind of freedom. The kind you bleed into. The kind that costs … Continue reading The Kind of Freedom They Don’t Talk About
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
Picture this. You’re sitting at a table. Laughter all around you. Clinking glasses. Stories being shared. Smiles stretching wide across faces. And you? You’re nodding. You’re smiling back. You’re there… but you’re not. Because inside, your heart feels like it’s folding in on itself. Like you could scream—and no one would hear it over the … Continue reading Talk About It Thursday: Lonely in a Room Full of People…The Ache Nobody Sees
We don’t talk about men who cry in silence. Men who bury what breaks them. Men who are expected to be “strong” at all times—even when their world is caving in. We don’t talk about them enough. And honestly? We should. When Strength Becomes a Mask From the time they’re boys, men are told what … Continue reading He Cried in Silence: The Mental Weight Men Carry
Grief doesn’t always scream—it often returns quietly, catching you off guard in moments of peace. In this heartfelt Talk About It Thursday post, Kae Jaye shares a raw encounter with unexpected grief and offers comfort for anyone navigating the quiet ache of loss.
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
There are moments when the world goes quiet— But not the kind of silence that soothes. I’m talking about that heavy silence… The one that echoes. That presses in from all sides. That makes you question if your presence even matters anymore. And in those moments, when no one’s clapping… No one’s checking in… When … Continue reading Talk About It Thursday: Showing Up for YOU in the Loudest Silence.
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