What a time; what a year. It started with a bold goal in the MeditatedMelanin Team GroupMe about three months ago. After daydreaming about the future and what to do next, I told the team that I wanted one thing: “I think we can get, like, 80 people to the Blogsversary this year.” I thought I… Read More M^2: The Second Annual Blogaversary
Ever sit up and make yourself miserable with thoughts of coulda, shoulda, woulda? Yeah I know ,me too. I think as women we always wonder why and what if when it comes to failed relationships. Word of advice my babies, who cares? The best thing you can do after a situation ends is EVACUATE the… Read More Make Room:You are Enough
I’m sitting on my couch right now blasting Yo Gotti in my ears. It’s early enough in the morning for me to write this, but late enough for it to be inconsiderate to call someone and ask if I should. It’s the perfect time for this, actually; I get to write and reflect without feeling… Read More As We Proceed: Happy 2 Years!
2018 is just around the corner. You know what that means, right? It means there’s about to be timelines full of those “New Year, New Me!” posts. Soon everyone is going to start sharing their New Years Resolutions. I’m ready to see all types of resolutions from fitness goals to financial goals. And I can’t… Read More New Year, New Me?
I hope you all are well and prospering! I see all of y’all at home with that post-semester glow! Everyone looks so enchanting and happy, and then there’s me. Still in dusty CoMo. Ever since I had came to Mizzou, I found every excuse to not come home. Hell, one reason why I chose to… Read More Home for the Holidays
In half Or partially whole Adorned in its beautiful wrapper accompanied by its given name A broken crayon still colors all the same If I were going to paint a portrait It would come out beautiful even if all the colors ran together to create a new hue If I were going to describe a… Read More Rose Art
Monday 1/11 The only emotions I know how to express are anger and joy. Today, I am angry. And I am expressing it on this wack ass piece of paper only, and simply only, because I don’t want to hear anything from Dr. Julie about me not doing it. SO WHEN YOU READ THIS DR.… Read More Dear Dr. Julie