DON'T BE THE BEST.
BE THE Only!

A.B.U.S.E

There are days when I feel well, brave, and strong. There are days when I feel proud of me. When

We Cried Together

It’s the late 80s. I’ve been on the streets for a year. 17 and verbally vicious. My words were my

Pillow Talk.

I lay in bed. Naked. A sheet draped over my satiated body. Our noses kiss. Like Eskimos. We laugh in

Letting Him Provide.

Like so many Black Women, I became independent out of necessity, not by choice. I grew up poor. Fatherless. Unprotected.

Black Love Is Fragile.

He’s teaching me how to cook. Nothing major. Just breakfast food. He keeps buying me groceries. Is this normal???? My

He Wants To Marry Me.

He wants to marry me. He’s not rushing me. He’s just helping me understand his intention. He is teaching me

Sick To My Stomach…

I feel sick to my stomach. Overwhelmed. Nauseous. I think I’m about to vomit. My consulting producer has cut a

In Love Or Not?

When bad things happen in the past, they can only be healed when they resurface, specifically in one’s current relationship.

God’s Favor Is Real.

God’s favor is real. Even for a street urchin like me. I don’t deserve this life. I remember an old

We Cried Together

It’s the late 80s. I’ve been on the streets for a year. 17 and verbally vicious. My words were my

Pillow Talk.

I lay in bed. Naked. A sheet draped over my satiated body. Our noses kiss. Like Eskimos. We laugh in

Letting Him Provide.

Like so many Black Women, I became independent out of necessity, not by choice. I grew up poor. Fatherless. Unprotected.

Black Love Is Fragile.

He’s teaching me how to cook. Nothing major. Just breakfast food. He keeps buying me groceries. Is this normal???? My

He Wants To Marry Me.

He wants to marry me. He’s not rushing me. He’s just helping me understand his intention. He is teaching me

Sick To My Stomach…

I feel sick to my stomach. Overwhelmed. Nauseous. I think I’m about to vomit. My consulting producer has cut a

In Love Or Not?

When bad things happen in the past, they can only be healed when they resurface, specifically in one’s current relationship.

God’s Favor Is Real.

God’s favor is real. Even for a street urchin like me. I don’t deserve this life. I remember an old