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
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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
Overdrawn
How many times can you overdraft yourself to fund somebody else’s healing? A confession about the moment Nurturing Kae had to sit down and let Kae take care of Kae.
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 🥴🤣
Who Got the Tab?
Everybody praises strength until they realize what it costs. I’ve fit the bill my whole damn life. So tell me, when the hell is someone else gon’ cover the tab?
Don’t Gaslight My Scars (TABIT)
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.
True Accountability: Holding the Mirror Straight, not Angled. (TABIT)
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)
Love & Rage
I wanna write you…but truth is—I damn near wanna fight you. Wanna scream your name so the whole block hears it,then block you so I ain’t gotta see you. I got a million words sitting on my chest,but every time I let ‘em loose,I regret it.So I choke ‘em back.Silence.Hell—what’s one more day? But then … Continue reading Love & Rage
The Silence of Deaths Echo
I didn’t need the monitors to tell me.The room changed before the numbers did—the air grew still,like the walls themselves were holding their breath. Her chest rose once more,then not again.Her head tilted to the left,and in that single, final motion,something inside me split in ways I can’t name. It wasn’t just the sound of … Continue reading The Silence of Deaths Echo
When The Moon Looked Away
The moon leaned in like a thief,jealous of the heat spilling through my skull—a fever-dream of youpinning me to the kind of silencethat moans louder than sound. Your breath—hot, reckless—pouring sin straight down my spine.My name breaking in your mouthlike glass under bare feet.Fingers dragging the edge of pleasureuntil it bled into worship. It was … Continue reading When The Moon Looked Away
The Sky Kept Our Secrets
Earth couldn’t contain a love yet to bloom,So it made perfect sense that Heaven made room.We burned through the rules, tore down the disguise,Spoke in a language that lived in our eyes. Every touch was defiance, each word a spark,A wildfire blazing through the bones of the dark.The world tried to name us, tried to … Continue reading The Sky Kept Our Secrets
I Left a Piece of Myself In..
I left a piece of myself in your hands— Not a whisper of flesh, But the softest part of me. The part that still believed. The part that didn’t flinch when love called. I handed it over Wrapped in silent hope, Thinking you’d cradle it, Not crush it Between your indecision and somebody else’s body. … Continue reading I Left a Piece of Myself In..
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. ❤️
